The sun was angling through the trees just right, so she'd get at least an hour of sun before it had moved and she'd be in shadow again. Then she'd ha...e to move, of course, chasing the sun. She switched on her music and lay face down, deciding to start with her back. She underestimated the effect the warm sun would have on her. As her skin became toasty warm, her eyelids drooped. She didn't remember falling asleep, but she fell into the most wonderful dream. She floated in the clouds, and the. A cross of ST Andrews leant in the corner and a collection of whips and other paraphernalia hung from hooks in a cupboard on one wall. I swallowed, trying to hide my excitement, and said ?Nice place, you’ve got here. I didn’t realize that you were that into BDSM.? John walked in behind me. ?I have a question for you Bill? he whispered, ?would you like to try it out?? I turned and looked at him, and said, ?I have never been whipped by a guy before.? He smiled and said ?Here’s your chance.? ?You. Then something washed over her, almost like her Nan hugging her and kissing her forehead, and a few moments later Jayne would be happy again.One warm summer’s day after church, Jayne was sitting talking to her Nan when an old man appeared by the grave and asked, “Who are you talking to so earnestly?” Jayne explained that it was her Nan, Betty, pointing next to her like Betty was sitting right there.The old man asked if he could join them and sat down a bit away from the grave. Over the next. After their hair, I was next struck by the perfection of their faces, and of their make-up.Now I don't talk about make-up much in my stories. I prefer to let my readers form their own images. My fantasy may not be yours. But properly done make-up adds a lot, and a sexy face makes a sexy woman. The difficulty here is in the phrase "properly done". More does not equate to better. In fact, most women would look better with a bit less than they actually use, since the more make-up a woman uses, the.