She was always very friendly to me, but then I supposed she would be friendly to all her customers. We never had a conversation that went beyond meani...gless chatter.Whenever I was in the liquor store, though, looking around at the selection of scotch they carried or standing in line with the bottle of my choice, I could never keep myself from eyeing the lady’s huge chest. I always thought I managed to do this in a discreet manner and I assumed she was too busy with other customers to notice. I was wearing an olive colored jersey knit long sleeved shirt with a demure A-line skirt with flats. The outfit was very conservative, yet it showed off my curves very nicely in an understated way. Since he had noticed me that day, I never could stop thinking of him.One day, we were in the elevator together. Everyone has those awkward moments in an elevator. We were both feeling very awkward. He was more so than I was. He was staring at my low cut blouse but he quickly looked away. He had. She smiled, with a hit of nervousness."If you should to wish to address me, do not use my name - call me Master instead.You don't have to say it every time you talk to me, just that whenyou want to say my name, say that instead.Understood?" Yes.Master.So what will you call me?" Whatever I like," I said, smiling."Now, time for a bit of a lesson.Who has the power right now?" You do." Why?" Because you can tell me what to do." Why will you do what I tell you?" Because... because I agreed to." And. For sure, it may have been a private and discrete group that was mainly unknown to the outside world but, no matter, for these associates and lovers of erotic art Jacqui, known affectionately as 'Martin's Nude', would become a desirable addition to any guest list for the events and gatherings that those within the group organised.Martin decided that he would hold 'The Nude's Presentation Party' when he would be able to present, in person, to the society and all of his local associates who were.