You look like a size 16 but what type of woman do you dream ofbeing?" Er, well a pretty one I suppose," he replied."No, that not really what I meant. ...Look around you - who do you want tobe?"Michael looked around and, for the first time, realised that not only didwomen come in all shapes and sizes but each had a unique style. Therewere women wearing anoraks, leggings and flat boots, a couple ofteenagers wearing skirts so short that Michael wondered why they botheredwith them at all and a. . the four of us went to Tom's hotel room, just a bit of a laugh really, then it got.. you know a bit, fruity" she looked up at me as if she was giving me the choice to hear her story or not. I nodded."So, they got us to do a striptease, like they were judging a competition. We both got down to our underwear.." she laughed, I asked what was funny. "Well my knickers were more for comfort than sexy! So they were all focused on me and my knickers, you know, having a laugh but I continued, I. Just then, I noticed Master standing in the bathroom. I was startled as I do not know how long he had been watching me. His eyes were on my chest. I blinked at him waiting for him to say something. He put down his glass of wine on the bathroom counter and walked towards me. I was scared. Would my punishment begin now? He reached out and fondled my right breast that had the damaged nipple. He leaned in and kissed it tenderly. He moved across my chest to the undamaged nipple to lightly lick and. It was close to midnight when we passed through the flashing traffic lights at 78 highway.Becky slid across the vinyl bench seat next to me and laid her head on her coat with her head towards the passenger door.Another piece of the puzzle fell into place. I thought she might have walked to the store from Glendale Apartments, a few blocks away, but she seemed to be afraid of being seen going past Hawthorne Apartments which was 3 miles away. She wouldn't have walked all that way, would she?Becky.