"Jane and Patty walked the length of the train questioning every porter or passenger they encountered, but the entire staff insisted there was no blac... man matching that description on the train. There were a few negro porters, but none were giant muscled Egyptian cultists. The train whistled and began to brake. "Damn!" cursed Jane."What do we do now then?" asked Patty."We disembark first and keep an eye out for Aket," replied Jane, heading towards the nearest exit. Jane let herself off as soon. “Feel how tight I am? if it’s a deal come over tonight with the papers ready to sign.” She shivered as he began to finger fuck her.God he wanted her!Bruce arrived at seven as requested, the papers giving Grace as much control as was allowable clutched in his hand. Grace was dressed in virgin white a pretty white cocktail dress with the most exciting white silk underwear. Bruce was shaking as he signed the forms and witnessed her signature. When the ink was barely dry Grace took him by the hand. "Hey," he said. "How's it going?" I waited another ten minutes. The guy must have left through the basement and out the back door. Mary was standing at the kitchen sink, in the short silk Japanese robe I'd given her to wear when she visited, washing a few coffee cups. I kissed the back of her neck. "Hi, Honeybuns," I said. "Hi, Guy," she said. She always called me "Guy" when she was feeling friendly. Maybe she had been masturbating, which she claimed she never did, anticipating my arrival. I. You needto understand that bag is there and agree to get rid of it. I want youto take it out so I know what your commitment is. And I want you topractice your sissy walk, you know, short steps a wiggle and hands limpwristed on your way to and back from the curb. If you go to fast youwill make several extra trips."His face flushed and I could tell his breathing was becoming erratic.However, he did what I wanted. When he came back in I said, "I just lovehow much of a pansy you are that you obeyed.