‘So she says banging someone else,’ Roger said. ‘Whether she is or isn’t, I think she’s pulling a game to suck you in. She could have never ...old you and you would have never known.’ ‘I don’t think so,’ I said. ‘I know she has it bad for me and I’ve played her, or at least I thought I played her. But when it comes down to it, I really dig her and there’s this energy between us that I can’t explain or understand. She’s smart, she’s fun, she puts up with my shit, and she’s sexy. But she also says. ” “Did your Master share you with other men?” “Oh yes.” “Was that something you enjoyed?” “Ooooh yes!” Brenda was quiet for a few minutes. Mistress asked, “You’re wondering if your Master will share you with other men?” “Yes Mistress.” “Some Masters will share their women, others will not. There’s no way of knowing what your Master will do. He’s very confident so I doubt he would feel threatened by other men. I just depends on whether he would be aroused by seeing you with other men. Certainly. He looked down at her red-haired bush and her pert breasts. They looked into one another's eyes, afraid to say anything, almost afraid to move.Finally, Dave broke the silence. "You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life."Kate giggled. "And you, sir, are as handsome naked as you are wearing a cape and riding a stallion." Dave couldn't help but laugh. Kate turned, so that she was facing away from him. "Wash my back?" she asked, shyly."Gladly." Dave picked up a washcloth and soap,. " How... How..." I was too shocked to speak. I found myself wondering how she could possibly know my name, or that I cross-dressed. I had never told anyone about the latter. It was my darkest secret."You'll understand it all in time... For now, why don't you show me your wardrobe?"I found myself compelled to do as she said, and, minutes later, she was looking through my closet, at the various articles of femininity I had accumulated over the years. I was pacing back and forth, oddly nervous..