I unhooked her bra, cradled her breasts in my hands and leaned down to give each a kiss. Then I lowered her panties and cupped her pubic mound with my...hand. She was already wet. I fingered her clitoris. She laughed, wriggled free of my grasp and said, “Wait, wait, I haven’t even got you naked yet!” Then she undressed me slowly, slowly, stroking practically every inch of my body as she did so. As always, when she took down my underwear, she cupped my genitals in her hands. But this time, she. He is probably as well read in military doctrine as any model of a modern major general.”“Will the Greeks agree to him becoming their commander in chief?” Said Captain Keane.“Byron is bringing them money, military materiel, and European recognition of their cause. If he asked they would probably proclaim him King,” Boris said, a wide smile on his face.“He will be closely guarded by those Souliote Companions of his, so how do we get close enough to box him?”“You have hit the nail square on the. There was a door on the left, a door on the right and the stairs continued up to what i assumed was an attic room.She pushed open the right door and then stood back respectfully. He head lowered she made no eye contact. I walked past her and into an unremarkable bedroom, furnished much like any other. At least on first glance it did.The bed was a large kingsize, wooden framed bed with a large wood head and footer. On the far wall were two doors, and facing the bottom of the bed was a large bay. I'd hoped there would be at least an opportunity for a good night kiss. But alas, I was simply a toy to her. She was done playing - so I got put away till she wanted to play again. I drove home, took off my clothes and went to sleep, in my hose and teddy. And as I'm sure she expected, I spent the night dreaming of hosiery, soft nylon, and of course Debbie. I woke up several times, both from the bizarre dreams, as well as from the urgent need to jerk off. But I followed Debbie's orders, and.