. I’m Exploring“Left on Clark, David. Be nice to your sister.” She looked the Mom look ... you know. Over the glasses but down the nose ... yeah...... that one.To insure domestic tranquility ... I turned left on Clark Road. Grace folded her hands in her lap and looked smug.“Right on Chandler.”Yeah, yeah, yeah ... I did it.“Chandler turns into Abbott Road,” she said.It did ... more smugness.“Straight across Grand,” she directed.Well ... what do you know ... The Union ... Registration.But we didn’t. Could it have been a dream? I pinched myself, but it was real. She stood right there: the girl from college. I asked if she was hurt from the fall, but she said she was fine. I offered to buy her coffee and we went to the nearest coffee shop.We caught up on old times over a cup of coffee. I became more confident as we chatted and realised I couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. I decided I had to ask her out on a date. To my relief, she said "Yes". So, a chance encounter took me into the. This is your collar.The words made my eyes water. It was a sudden rush of happiness. Ifelt really dizzy. This was my collar. It was priceless. It was worthat least an entire kingdom. And it was actually all mine. My heart wasracing. I needed to breathe."This is my collar," I said in a whisper. It made me feel really happyto say it out loud. I was smiling and looking into the mirror. I am apretty girl. I was a girl? I don't remember being a girl. I reacheddown to unbutton my pants. I wanted to. I move to straddle him, my thighs lingering over his legs. I can feel his hardness between my legs, brushing along my sex. Surely he can feel how wet I am already for him, but he gives no signs of it. My lips find their way down to his collarbone, mmm my favorite spot. I bite hard on him, and I let out a soft moan, I grind my hips towards his cock. My juices run over his shaft, I shiver from the touch of his cock against my sex. I run my fingers down his rib-cage ; I begin to run my tongue.