” That focuses me in an instant, and as soon as You have closed the door behind us I move to the foot of the bed and kneel. “May I please sp...ak Master?” I say quietly, although I realise that You might consider it out of turn. But You reply favourably, and so I continue. “I’m sorry for not trusting Your judgement Master. I was too worried about what others might think, despite the fact that we have discussed this before. I will happily accept whatever punishment You deem to. I told him that I would find a way to have dinner with him on Thursday. He told me to be ready, he was planning to fuck me. I was still in a quandary about letting Bill know I wanted to fuck another man and would it bother Bill if he knew the man was black. To tell or not to tell, I didn't know what to do.That night when Bill got home, I told him that I had joined a ladies book club and we would meet Thursday night. He was happy of my interest, but I told him that I would just try this one. There were three others waiting for the Supervisor to arrive. "Any chance of a smoke?" one of them said."I've got a half," another replied, unfastening a button of his blouse and fishing the remnants of a cigarette from where it had been concealed in his bra, "if someone can keep an eye out." He held the mangled half cigarette up in triumph, its filter tip stained with the pink lipstick of the lady that had discarded it."All right," said Daniel, slipping across to the door. He didn't smoke. This was a real dilemma for her; if she left her legs un-crossed, the length of her dress might give more cover. On the other hand, it would be impossible to keep her legs together; and it was already so short, there wasn't much she could hide below the glass topped table, with him sitting next to her. When she crossed her legs, the hem fell to the sides, and the juncture of dress below the last unbuttoned clasp was dangerously close to the tops of the lace of her silk stockings. Again, Tony.