A part of me was excited to be back to see the good doctor and Ella;and another part wanted to run back to New York and be anonymous!Imagine that, I, ... male model, and a professional bodybuilder wanted toblend into the crowd? My days of being able to be anonymous have longsince gone - both Jack and I stick out in a crowd when it comes to ourphysiques compared to regular men. The trepidation from within grabbedat my guts. Why were we here? I walked up to the door and rang thedoor bell.I heard a. She took my hand and put it on her boob. It was so soft but trapped inside her clothes.We stopped kissing and there was pure lust in our eyes. She removed my tee and I tore down her salwaar from front. Her boobs were in front of me in her navy blue bra. She gave me a angry look as I tore her clothes but then she pulled me by my hair and put my face between her boobs.I started licking between those boobs caressing her back and she understood me and opened her bra with her other hand. She didnt. She’ll never get to you again.’ Lacie wept, and as she sat there crying, big arms wrapped around her and Lacie could feel the terror and fear, the pain and hurt, the despair and anguish all slowly seep away. Feelings of safety, security, happiness, slid in to replace them. The dark nightmares faded into the background as Lacie let it out, crying her heart out, emptying all the dark corners, pushing out the last of the remnants. Instead, Lacie allowed something else fill her. Belonging. Lacie. ”“You want me to show some stranger my body? And see his dick?”“You can just chat baby, you would be in control. You don’t have to show or do anything that you are not comfortable with.”“And when would I do this?”“As often as you like baby, you are in control, you can chat when you want to.”This would give me the opportunity to chat to my master, even when my husband was home, I thought.“And you want me to do this?” I asked, trying to make him convince me to do it."I think it would help you,.