She controls her feelings very well but I've seen another side to her. It's always been agreed between us that I can watch her... she knows how much p...easure this brings me and as always, she reassures me that the 'Master' will send me the encryption code to his video link so I can watch her torment... I feel dejected, reduced to nothing but a long distance fractured voyeur. As I help her pack I can see she's happier than she has been for weeks and as she waits for the taxi, she kisses me and. “Might?” He let go of my face, instead knotting his hand into my ponytail. Our lips met in a soft, pillowy kiss.He pulled my head back, exposing my throat. He nibbled the side of my neck. Kisses overlapped with licking tongue.“Well, I suppose I could arrange for her to come back to see you,” he whispered. His breath tickled my earlobe.“Will you?”“Only because I love to watch you get fucked.” He kissed the tip of my nose, an amused twinkle in his eyes. “But I’m telling her about how much of a. They hadn't bought any chimes then, but now they were suddenly clamoring for some, telling me they needed to have at least a minimum order.I was on the telephone at least twenty times the following day with the daughter of the Chinese family that made the chimes. Her English was far better than her parents or brother's. It was far better, but still barely understandable, and only then, when she remembered to speak very slowly, and answered any questions I had over her word usage.I finally began. Dodson as her personality was so warm and cheery. Not only was her demeanor captivating, but she was also spellbound by the artwork Ms. Dodson had hanging around her house. Ms. Dodson had impeccable taste. The art was rare, finely detailed, and looked rather expensive. It did not seem like artwork from regular stores. Ms. Dodson's cultivated paintings and sculptures made Aiyanna very interested in art. At the age of 8, she began drawing. She even attempted to copy some of the paintings on the.