I stood up and guided her to Jenn's bed, suggesting that she get on all fours so that she's be facing the full length mirror on the closet door. I lov...d this, it provided maximum viewing pleasure for both of us, just like Jenny and I used to do.Again I made her wait for me. I stared at her glorious ass and hanging pussy lips amazed at what I was about to do. I looked at Christine's reflection in the mirror while she looked at me. I climbed on the bed behind her and into position. She stuck her. The floor is beautiful. It has the appearance of white marble. And there’s lots of light from floor to ceiling windows. The hall cuts right into the great shield buffer. Inside the building, the tip of the southern vertex cuts through the warning zones until it reaches halfway into the final black band of cobblestones. Right at the tip, there is a door on eastern side of the vertex leading out.”“Yikes! You mean leading right out into the ivy?!”“Yeah, just about. It’s scary. If you walk west. Her eyes glassed over, she said, “I thought you were sweet, you never hit on me. It was nice.” I said “I never hit on anyone, I’ve never even touched a woman”I was embarrassed when she started crying. I moved to console her and I barely touched her shoulder when she literally mashed her face into mine. It was the most erotic moment of my life (still is) we kissed and mingled our lips and tongues until there was a mix of sweat, tears, saliva and gas all over our faces. I don’t even know how. It is the Dom's responsibility to know it. Most Subs have it tattooed somewhere; others write it on their hand each evening so they can show it to their Dom. You are advised never to change it; memory gets tricky at times of stress."They had come through to the back room by this time and it was quite similar to the back room of the Ladies' Riding Club, except that the company was mixed, both Doms and Subs. This was not really surprising as both clubs were owned by the same syndicate, though few.