I said, "We are getting married. Amy has a maid of honor and I need a best man. Will you do me the honor?" Warren, when you decide to do something, yo... go all out. Of course! I'll be proud to be the best man." I gave him the date and he said, "I am reserving the entire day. When may I meet your fiancé?"I said, "We're moving into the house this Saturday. We're living together since neither of us live at our old homes any more."He said, "I can understand that. What the hell was Betty. The thought of being able to so totally control Simon's most basicbodily functions, peeing and cumming, had made her wild with desire.She decided, then and there, that Mistress Melissa's golden ring was notsuch a bad idea after all. Perhaps she could convince Melissa to giveher a duplicate key.She looked up appreciatively at her Mistress and mouthed a silent"Thank you, Mistress Melissa."Melissa smiled and handed her the golden ring."Be sure to make our sissy Simonne nice and hard, Miss Linda,. ‘You are still coming tonight,’ I asked. ‘I wouldn’t miss it.’ she whispered back in my ear definitely flirting. As she left she traced a line along my bicep to my shoulder with her finger. I wondered quite what was going on here. Suddenly I realized: I didn’t know her name. She was from….Minnesota…or was it Missouri….I realized I didn’t know so much about her. A few hours later the sun was lower in the sky and I decided to close up the shop and head out for a surf. I walked for a while up. ’ ‘You have me,’ she smiled. ‘I can sit on your lap.’ ‘I don’t know about that…’ he responded uncertainly as a hopeful smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. ‘It will be perfect. You’ve done everything else. You have to try this.’ ‘If you insist,’ he conceded. ‘It does sound like a good challenge.’ He added a few plates to the stack and sat back down on the bench. Cindy faced Mark, stepped over the bench, straddled his legs, and sat down gently on his thighs. ‘I hope this isn’t too.