I just stood there, staring into his eyes. Tanzy elbowed me in the rib, clearing her throat to get my attention. “Oh, I am sorry. I am clumsy,” I ...aid, giving him my best smile. His beautifully manicured hand reached out to take mine. “You may call me Tim, but soon you will call me Master,” he said as I slipped my hand into his. I was spellbound by the animalistic look in his eyes. The warmth of his hand wrapped around mine sent electricity through my body. Warmth pooled between my thighs. “I. For someone with afetish for sexy outfits like I have, it was an amazing place. And thisjust added to my secret problem, and made me even more self conscious.What added to that was the fact that because of all the time that girlsspent staying in great shape, and maintaining perfect year round tans,for the most part they aren't the most well read or educated women toconverse with.And this was the one area that I had something to offer in any hope ofa relationship. My wit, sense of humor and. His eyes opened as he could see nothing but the vastness of space. The music would continue around him. He felt different, like he was in another place.“Darkness... , “ he said.The blackness of the space would begin to be littered with a series of white dots around him that would flicker around him. The dots would move like a still painting similar to the Mimis was doing.“Alone but not alone,” he remarked. “I am floating...”There would be a series of streaks of various colors that would. There was no loss, no failure, no shame in his words. Just quiet confidence, and a kind of insistence, unspoken yet undeniable, and she felt it thrum through her like music so loud you feel it in your chest. ‘I know where you are, darling. I know exactly where you are. Now please take off your panties.’ She listened, standing stock still, till she realized she wasn’t breathing, then forced herself to move. She matched his slow strides, staying close, pretending to browse casually. He was.