“Impossible.” “Improbable, perhaps,” she returned cheekily. “Now we’re just going around in circles. You’d best be careful, lest you be...ome mad.” “That’s just a story.” “All stories are steeped in truth. Perhaps the story you’re familiar with was culled from the imagination of a foolishly romantic gentleman.” She leaned back, and folded her hands upon her lap, and gazed up at the clouds. “But yes. Wonderland is a place. It exists. Right over the garden wall, as a matter of fact or, more. As soon as Charley had left to return to his office — the law firm where Sandra had formerly worked — she had let Ginger have it.Making no effort to keep her voice down, the whole office heard her berate Ginger for having no sense of her own personhood — Judy wasn't sure what that was, exactly — and was a disgrace to women everywhere. By the time she finally wound down, the girls, attracted by her tirade, were standing outside Ginger's office. Ginger, in the meantime, had seated herself in her. " she looked me in the eye and ordered, " Go ahead slave, play with yourself." By now, I was totally humiliated and having lost my will to resist reached down and began to stroke myself. They seemed to enjoy watching my pitiful efforts to arouse myself. My cock wasn't responding like it should have been. Mistress Olivia said, " I guess the bitch is only good for being used as a sex toy. I can't imagine you ever being able to please a lady like with that thing." Mistress Olivia put her lips to. We all met at a club where the DJ was playing retro music. Tam arrived wearing a lovely blue polka dot dress, her slender tanned legs were bare and she was wearing open toed sandals highlighting her polished dark nails. I could barely keep my eyes off her. When the waitress brought out our drinks, Tam raised her glass to Tim and said “Here’s to his assholyness!” A name which his ex had used to refer to him in her latest email. The night went on and I had the pleasure of dancing with Tam on more.