He needed to pee and I helped him pull down his underwear before he sat down. I caught a glimpse of his long and thick penis and the trimmed hair arou...d it, shocked from realizing he was so aware of his genitals. I heard the streaming piss as he relaxed. We both giggled from the sound. I wondered if he would ask me to wipe it afterwards, but he luckily never did, it would have been so embarrassing I thought at the time. He asked me to bring his bath robe before he tiredly wondered off to get. Some for her. Some for Joe. Some for them both.Since Vyera has returned to England, there had been such a lot to get used to - like what to do with letters? Vyera never received letters - who would write to a slave? Instructions and tasks were a different matter. They were an every day affair, but letters?Vyera picks them up and reads the envelopes carefully. She has to, nowadays. None of the letters look quite right. What they represent has to be sought from deep in memory. The written script. This time, she definitely had his attention. Angel did not look as if she would be as shy and quiet as she actually was. Marcus had always thought her to be beautiful, standing at just a little less than 6 foot, with long golden brown hair and the most gorgeous blue eyes he had ever seen. She had a wonderful full figure…some of his friends thought she was a bit on the chunky side, but he didn’t see it that way. She was soft and well rounded, she wasn’t perfect, she wasn’t a model, and she. When it melts, the key would fall to the floor and she would have to struggle over and free herself. She then picked up the phone and asked if Rosebud could come over that evening so that they could go to the bar and look for men. Rosebud was her safety person, but she did not know the real reason she was being invited over. She said that she would be over that evening at eight o'clock that night. That gave her about 3 hours of bondage fun. Miss Fortune sat down on the bed and picked up a piece.