It was the first time she had been so ebullient. For the entire meal she was expressive and full of a joy that had never surfaced before. Smiles punct...ated the afternoon. We didn't leave the restaurant until three that afternoon.We met for coffee several more times. At lunch before Thanksgiving, she dropped a bomb on me when she asked, "Have you had sex with many of your girlfriends?"It was awkward. I looked away, took a sip of coffee, then scratched the top of my head. She could tell that I. She smiled at herself again. Thiswas getting her really horny. Who would have guessed that she would enjoy participatoryfiction ? ' The black band around your neck is your slave collar. If you had any doubtsabout serving me, they are gone now. Through this symbol of submission, I amin the room with you now, watching you through the mirror. Come closer now.I want to touch you. ' Miranda took a step closer to the mirror. She moved the page of instructionsalong the top of the dresser so that she. As she got back home mark was still on her mind. She walked inside and went to her room to change clothes and get ready to go to the pool. As she got undressed she began to imagine what it would be like to have sex with him. She didn't even know his name but she was thinking of him and it got her turned on. First she started to squeeze her breasts. Then moved one hand down and began to rub her pussy. She replayed when she ran Into him in her mind, but this time when they collided the bartender. That’s why we aren’t going any further.”“Good to know…”“It’s not like that, Jay. You and me… I… You get me going. I almost lost it twice this morning. The first time when you grabbed me when I got back in bed with you. That one was YOUR fault. The second time, when you and me… On the chair…” She looked at me hard. “You’re my man, Jay.”“Just like that.”“Yep. D’ya know that Mom’s only been with ONE guy her whole life?”“Uh, no. Not exactly a topic of conversation.”“She and I had a conversation.