Colin just tightened his arms and legs around her refusing her even an inch of movement. “Go to sleep little one, we’ll talk in the morning. ...You have my word I won’t touch you like that until after we talk…deal?” “Your word is it? You really are an arrogant bastard I want nothing to do with you…so if you’ll let me go I’ll sleep in the extra bedroom tonight and leave as soon as I can get my bags packed.” “Like hell you’ll leave, you belong to me. We both. “I love you too, Paul Denni. And also the day I first day I saw you as my Art teacher. I’m not going to give you such a lovely speech-which I enjoyed very, very much- as you did for me, but I think you’re really hot, and I’ve dreamt of you doing many, many things to me.” Ashley said and grinned back at him. Her heart was practically swooning in delight. He loved her! Ever since she loved him! Could things get anymore romantic?!-Paul was practically swooning in delight. She loved him, the day he. It was two years ago; I was single and a jobbing plumber living in Bristol and she was living with her partner in Cardiff. A problem with her bathroom plumbing solicited a call to my employer and off I went to remedy the fault. I didn't take long although she had booked a 2 hour slot so we sat around her kitchen table chatting over a cup of tea. She was about 30, spoke with a soft lilting Welsh accent and was pleasant to look at. Taking-in her round face with its short bobbed auburn hair and. I slipped the short black tight skirt up my legs and zipped it at theback; it just about reached the top of the stockings he had made mewear. The reflection in the mirror shocked me at first and for a secondI didn't realise who it was; I was in denial."Yes that's you sissy," he sneered as he saw my momentary confusionfollowed by a look of horror.It had all happened so fast that it had taken until now for the fullrealisation of the significance of wearing these clothes to hit me.Wearing the.