It's the way it will be again."Missy tightly shut her eyes trying to make the world go away."It's not always what's beyond good and evil sometimes it'... aboutwhat's beyond freedom and dignity. See, Missy a lot of things I saidthese years were rubbish but not all of it's been chicken feed," shesaid looking at her feet then back up, "If you gaze for long into theabyss, the abyss also gazes into you. And then? It becomes a questionof who the abyss is. Have we been doing the gazing or ARE WE the. " I should be delighted. At what time will you expect me?" Eight of the clock. Would that do?" she asked."Of course. Till then," I said and bowed.She returned the courtesy and entered the door of the great house. It was only then that I took the time to examine the house. It was a grand house and at once I realized her uncle must be a man of means.I wandered the city until eight hardly able to contain my enthusiasm for meeting the delightful girl again. At eight precisely, I knocked. A servant. I crawled forward on all fours, right up to the chair. Her butt was resting on the edge, her sweet twat now only inches away from my head. I could faintly detect the odor of pussy in the air. I hadn't ever smelled one other than my own, disregarding the occasional gym locker room.Holly reached down and ran her hand over my cheek."You're going to make such a good little pet," she remarked. Before I had a chance to react or do anything else, her hand moved to the back of my head. She applied. I found some massage oil, cooling aftershave and some normal aftershave. I grabbed my speakers and hooked up my iPod. I put on some smooth, easy, love-making music.I had her back where I wanted her. She squirted some massage oil on me and started to rub my cock up and down nicely and easily. Then I made me way on top of her and penetrated that pussy. I had moaned and suddenly I was a man. She tilted her head back and moaned."No turning back. Now give it to me." she said with the intent of being.