Ashryn had a look, and said, “I don’t recognize that combination and symbology. I think it was probably the personal heraldry of some adventurer, ...ut whoever it was they’re long forgotten.”I guess heraldry is useful when it comes to deciphering symbolism and omens.That night, I asked Katriana to join me in bed, and we enjoyed a long, slow session of lovemaking together. Giving her the gift of her choker didn’t go as planned, though. I had saved the present for after, when we were lying in bed. But the boots are an absolute minimum. My master can´t get enough of the sight of me strutting around in the house with them on. He makes sure that I take care of them with love and worship. He wants them to be spotless and with a true shine. Sometimes, depending of the activities that he puts me through, I polish my riding boots up to 3-4 times per day.So I wake up from my slumber sleep. I know that it´s Saturday because the breakfast I´m going to eat is dedicated only for Saturday mornings.. " You're forgiven," Sandy said, "but only if you paint two quality paintings for every scene you choose to depict. You must show your work, Josh. I insist."I thought about her proposition and smiled. "All right," I said simply."Yes!" Nicole exclaimed, excitedly. "Whew! I'm married to a best selling novelist and a world-famous artist. I'll have to get my hind end in gear to catch up with the likes of the two of you." World-famous is stretching my status as an artist, Nicole. I don't even know if. For HER art class! Then I'm there, and it's even worse!Her face, her presence, her voice, her scent permeate the atmosphere around me, and I can do nothing about it! To top it off, I'm cursed with a modicum of talent! This invariably brings praise and soft touches that cut my soul to the quick! Oh, how I wish they could be for me, not my art!My chair feels like the seat is lined with broken glass. I can't keep still! Of their own volition, my thighs rub together, trying without success to.