” Tristan said, getting out of the car.“Your place is huge too.” Damon countered.“Yeah but not as huge as this.” Tristan stated the obvious....he estate was as huge as a castle. Since his mum had re-married about two years earlier and gone off to like with her new husband, Damon lived alone. He did miss his mum but Luke was a very nice person and most important of all, good to his mum so he was okay with their marriage. He was not totally alone though. The household staff was always around. Much. Of course, now I’m seeing more than enough of you to make up for those precious few minutes of together time we missed out on!” Tara Tennyson stepped out of the shadows, smirking. As Sasha began to grasp what she was seeing, she couldn’t help but notice that Tara had also lost her yellow baggy shorts, and was now wearing the skin tight shirt and pants that Sasha herself had sported an entire clue back. That outfit now looked positively prudish to Sasha, even though a mere fifteen minutes ago. No other detail can enter my brain. I am unaware of individuals, Jo, the room, the furnishings, anything other than my sense of satisfaction, sexual pleasure, sheer joy. Jo is now by my side, holding out her hand. I reach down to take it, and allow myself to be walked from the dais to the first lady inside the door. She is smiling, seated in an office chair, legs crossed at the ankles, hands to her face, eyes darting up and down my body, which Jo leaves so close to her, that she could reach out. "Yes, my husband is looking for matching undies in pink. He wants them as feminine as possible, so lots of lace. Preferably in silk or satin. It's his birthday today."The assistant went the same colour as me, but soon entered into the spirit of it. She insisted at first on talking to Jennifer as if I was a small child whose opinion was not important, but Jennifer made sure that it was clear that the lingerie was for me. She asked my opinion of every skimpy item that was shown to us, and I had.