When I opened it I discovered a beautiful black dress. It was cut low in both the front and back, came just above the knee, and was slit up the thigh....He told me that I was to wear the dress with nothing on underneath it. As I looked at it, I realized I couldn’t have worn much underneath it anyway. The dressed hugged every curve of my body. I felt incredibly sensual as I slipped it over my skin. He then gave me another box. This box held a beautiful pendant that fell between my breasts and made. “Really?” You're suddenly hesitant, as though I've called you bluff on an impossible practical joke.“Yes.”“Okay.” You call to Buck in a very quiet voice, and he stands up immediately. “Oh, hun,” you breathe, “he’s ready.” I intend to reiterate my willingness, but I can only whimper as I feel you gently pulling my ass cheeks apart. At the same time, you begin to lie back, and I follow you. You spread your thighs apart, making room for him to approach us.“Come on, Buck. Here, boy,” you encourage. Please, Lady, I didn’t know you were coming. I had no time to prepare. This uh,., this isn’t what it looks like...”SLAP! A firm slap prevented him from further mumbling or manufacturing any more excuses. It was time for the Lady to get to work. “After what I had heard about your recent behavior, I did not WANT you to have any extra time to prepare. In fact, it is now painfully clear to me that giving you time to prepare before my previous visits has only allowed you to hide the truth from me.. " Sounds tough." Yes, but it helps if you like the tattooist and I think they look better if you can be brave enough to be bold with the design idea." Well, I will remember that," I say and leave him to go for his shower.In the gym reception later, I have a glass of orange and find myself thinking about John's tattoo and what he said about having it drawn: "It's easier if you like the tattooist"Then I think of Jenny and Jonathan and finally about Ros Buchanan at Ink Inc. In particular, what she.