Earlier that day I had seen my General Studies lecturer, Doctor Carmichael, and she had recommended a trilogy written by prominent historian, and the ...urrent Librarian of the US Library of Congress, a guy called Daniel Boorstin. The series was called “The Americans”, and the three books were ‘The Colonial Experience, covering the period from European settlement to the US Revolution, ‘The National Experience’, and ‘The Democratic Experience’. I decided to make them a present for her.Lane Cove. With enough event space to set up a sales area, an art gallery, some 'discussion' rooms, and most importantly, a few dungeons.Late one night I'd run into iLisa in the hotel bar. Yeah, iLisa, another gimmick. She was just setting up shop on the net when the whole i thing swept it. When you're named Elizabeth but go by Ilisa, why not take advantage of a craze? Her site wasn't much different than mine or those of a million other doms, paid membership, pictures and videos of her 'willing'. Daryl felt a sudden surge of tenderness as he watched her sleep. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, and every once in a while her ass would wiggle against his raging hard-on. Daryl groaned silently as he tried to put some distance between their bodies. Her close proximity was driving him insane. The smell of her perfume was invading his nostrils, and underneath it all was the musky scent that was uniquely Taylor. Blood began to pound in his head. His ultra-sensitive skin could feel the. Err, Ms. Wilkie." He pulled out the papers and offered them to Erica.Erica looked at them for a moment. "Ah, I can see that this will take a few minutes. Would you like some tea?"George nodded absent-mindedly. "Err, yes, thank you. That would be very nice," he said. Erica reached across to a small hand bell that sat on the table. She gave shook out two short rings.George was shocked when the door to the room opened and Deanna, dressed as a housemaid but in stilt high heels and with a red ball.