. just a little horny your touch is like magic to my aching feet! I reached my right hand up and began rubbing her left breast that feels great.You...know I have always fantasized about being with a white man she said as I wheeled into the driveway.I opened the door and told her to make herself comfortable on the couch as I returned from the kitchen with a couple cool drinks.To my delight Marie had already taken all her clothes off.I told her to lay on her stomach as I began massaging her feet. She was an elegant woman. Her soft, pale skin radiating under the stage lights. Her perfectly formed breasts and round bottom forming smooth curves and lines for the students eyes. And his. She knew he was watching her hungrily. He told her he would be. He told her to imagine his eyes on her body the entire time she was on the stage. To imagine his fingers tracing the edges of her body. As she posed there in front of everyone she could feel his touch across her neckline. Finding it’s way down. Oh wow. You mean these could be permanent?”“Nothing is permanent love. If you’re wearing them and I’m not there, you don’t have to worry about getting them wet.”“So you are keeping the key?”“For now, yes.”“For now?”“This week. Until next Sunday.”“So these are part of my surprise? Will last a week? What happens then?”“We take stock, think about the two surprises, reflect, learn, all that stuff.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Barry had his watch set for six in the morning. He crept out of bed, showered in the. I can tie you to the beam and wrap you tight for a whole day ifyou like ," No Miss Britt, i don't need time in the basement. You know i won't defyyou. If you have made up your mind i know i can't change it. But iwould like to ask you a few questions if i can" I'll give that some thought for now......maybe we'll talk next sundayover dinner.In the meantime dear, continue being my Lisa, when we talk i'll tell youof a few changes i'm making for the next 3 years,"The following sunday after dinner.