. really."I took two plates and some silverware from the cabinets and set them on the dining table. "What did you order?" Sechzuan shrimp and Hunan ch...cken with Hoisin sauce." I started spooning portions onto the plates, along with some rice. "Do you have chopsticks?" she asked."I don't think I do." Wait -- they sent some in the bag..." She pulled off the paper wrapper, snapped them apart and rubbed the ends together to polish off any loose splinters."I've got some beer. Would you like some?". "We still have a few moreoutfits for you to wear for this fashion show!" Martin twirled around sothat his mother could see how he looked in the back."She's right Mum," Martin said as we headed back up to my room, "waittill you see some of the pretty clothes I'm going to model for you!"Back in my room Martin reluctantly began to take off the little blackdress. "I hate to take these off Kate," he said sadly, "I've never had achance to wear such pretty clothes that really fit me." Don't get all. She smiled at me again as she undid her shorts and slid them along with her panties to the ground. She knows I prefer her pussy shaven and tonite, as always, she was as smooth and sensual in the front as she is in the rear. She smiled at me as I studied her, stepping out of her shorts and into my arms. We kissed, long and deep before she stepped back and said, “Your turn…” She stepped to the spa and settled in to watch as I undressed. I am sure that I was far more awkward at undressing than she. Pretty sure it’s a neurotransmitter...” Giving an exaggerated and exasperated sigh, I could almost feel Claire rolling her eyes at me. I gave her a light slap on her bottom, relishing the tingling in my hand. “For Christ’s sake Tony! Here we are, about to embark on a kinky escapade and you want to break it down to clinical discussion. And yes, dopamine is a neurotransmitter.” I spanked her again, slightly harder this time, and she purred. A dawning realisation came over me. “Wait, are you.