She thought that Fate had given her a second chance, that maybe she could love him again. She lay in bed for a long time before she shook herself from...the delusional dream: no matter how pleasurable an illusion it had been, she needed to move on. Go about her life. She couldn’t hold on to Matt’s memory as a crutch any longer. Strengthening herself, she resolved that it was time to get on with living. * She still visited the gravesites, but rather than going on holidays and the anniversary of. "Throw your jeans on the floor and we can dry them later" I smiled.Now standing in her knickers and Bra she headed to the bedroom to find some clean clothes, and I began to run a warm bath and lit some scented candles for her while she looked."Simon you know I am capable of doing these things myself baby." She told me."I know but this is my treat for you since you were so brave and drove out here alone." I replied smiling and closed the bathroom door leaving her alone to wash up.Only a short. "Hey, good job the chef didn't put any cream on them; there's simply oodles down here." She sucked an index finger. "Right, now kneel on the floor and very carefully push small spoonfuls of raspberries gently into my wet cunnie, will you?"He needed no second invitation. Bella had carefully placed the napkin on the floor and easily managed to ingest three spoonfuls of the dark red fruit. He moved his face closer to her shaven cunt, gently parting its dark brown labia lips before he cautiously. She smiles at him, and he can see her longing in her eyes. “How badly do you have to pee?”, he asks her gently. “Kind of bad…” “Really?”, He asks as he starts to slowly hitch up her tight short skirt, revealing her white panties. “Do you know why I told you to put on panties? White panties even?”, he inquires. “Not really, but it’s not for me to understand my Prince is it? My only right is to…”, He hushes her with his finger over her lips. “Yes, all you need to do my sweet one is obey me. Not.