He had his idea of the way the world worked and after I pointed out his mistaken beliefs he wanted to argue me out of it, as if it would make one fuck...ng bit of difference. His horses would damn near starve this winter if he didn't provide for them, and even if he could argue me into saying they wouldn't they would still starve. His labor saving ideas wouldn't work and I knew they wouldn't"You can believe anything you want to believe Routata. I'm not demanding you do anything and you probably. “My, don’t you look dashing!” she said, smiling.“Thank you. Think this will do? I hope she’s not expecting a tuxedo,” he replied.Tina shook her head. “No, I told her it wasn’t like that. I said you’d be in a nice suit and she needed a nice sexy dress.”Jack smiled and nodded. “That sounds about right.”Tina lowered her voice. “And your bag?”Jack whispered back, “I tossed it in your back seat and then locked it. Wait half an hour after we leave and then you can go over.”Tina nodded. The plan was. My pussy is really tight and when I get wet I start dripping pussy juice. My nipples are extremely sensitive and I love being toyed with and pleasuring others."I answered eagerly with some of my ideas and earlier experiences:"I like your sexy submissive summary, Solagge! Feels fine to start some story for you one day.I've written several stories for friends this way:Copy and paste dialogues from private messages.Imagine you come to see me in Amsterdam.Your excuse can be to get that T-shirtwith. Without his editing and suggestions, this would be a much poorer effort.Also thanks to Lacey Deveraux, of the sharp eyed Deveraux clan, for uncovering more lurking bugs.All of which would be unnecessary had this author been more skilful. Remaining errors are mine, the corrections were, well correct.Constance Grant===========================================Do not forget little one, when one is given great gifts, a great price may be extracted.Demonology.