I liked the privacy. We took our time and enjoyed our evening together to try to mend our relationship. We fought about sex, but we truly loved each o...her very much. We were drinking our drinks and then a gentleman came over and asked to dance with my wife. She jumped up and said sure, before I could object, if I wanted to. She loved to dance, but I had two left feet and felt uncomfortable on the dance floor being that I was so clumsy. I looked and as best I could tell, she was enjoying herself. When she saw the solid, sturdy, opaque wooden door, she felt almost relaxed."Mr. Caldwell?" she asked from the doorway,"Mrs. Penncroft." The man pushed his swivel chair back and stood up. "Won't you please come in? It is indeed a pleasure to meet you in person."Judy kept her face expressionless as she studied the banker and shook his hand. The man's grip was so feeble she felt as if she had been handed a limp sack of soft gelatin. The rest of him matched his handshake. He was about as tall as. Dark love, or lust as it's called. This emotion has sadly infected most of the species in this once innocent land and it seems like there's not much to do to fight it, it's only a matter of time before the whole world gets corrupted by lust and when it gets to that point it will be neccessary to find a solution or a way out of that place...But in the meantime you can embark on an adventure where you can enjoy and explore the different lands the gorgeous world of Lustyre has to offer, some may. I have always instructed her to call me 'sir' insteadof 'master'. I used to rely on 'master' for my pets until I acquired a black subby. Call my politically correct, but it made me a littleuncomfortable to have her call me 'master', especially when I was whipping her,so from then I switched to 'sir' and never looked back. I find there is astigma of distance and respect that is instilled in our usage of the word.??????????? ?I pulled my belt out of the loops and sat onthe loveseat. I patted my.