No raincoat for her today. The life of a disobedient slave girl is an uncomfortable one, I reminded her.With the wet and cold, we nearly had Baker Bea...h, the cities best 'clothing optional' beach all to ourselves. Still, out of principle, I ordered her to strip for the relatively short naked walk on her leash from the parking area to the frontal beach view of the Golden Gate Bridge. Well, at least a few folks got to enjoy the view along with me. She wasn't as appreciative.I toweled her off and. Little? Yes, compared with some of my acquaintances, mine was a tiny hovel. I knew another engineer with four thousand square feet of McMansion, a mortgage that both he and his wife had to work to pay, utility bills four times mine, and while it was impressive to look at, inside and out, mine was HOME and a real shelter. The young cutie pushing the vacuum cleaner was what nailed down that 'home' thing.I thought about my friend Alan and his unlikely bride living in a travel trailer. I had that. I used to be very good at math when I was in High school but that all changed when I got to college. My math professor had it out for me she always teased me for my clothes and always hounds me about being late for class and falling asleep in class she was a big honey brown skinned Amazon 5'9 260 pounds witch was mostly ass and breast especially ass she had the biggest ass I ever seen in person I even catch myself staring at it fantasizing bout how soft it is and how she was able to get her. We do what we can,” I said.“I sort of avoid all that...” he replied.“So now I get to see what you’re hiding from,” I said.“Yeah ... Follow me?”“Sure.”I followed him out of the marina, over several different roads, a chunk of interstate highway, then off and into the woods, finally pulling off a secondary road onto a gated driveway. I saw him reach up to his visor and punch a remote. The gate opened, letting us in. The driveway was rather long, with a twist hiding the house from the road. When.