There is a bathrobe on the back of the door come down when you are ready. Love, your Jennyxxx I leapt out of bed and grabbed a quick shower. Heading...downstairs I could smell omelettes my favourite, stepping into the kitchen I see the gorgeous figure of Jenny cooking at the stove. I walk up behind her and place my hands on her hips caressing her curves and kissing her neck teasing little moans out of her lips. “Lets eat breakfast and then we can get down to more fun. You will need your. You should stay away from the club completely. The people at the club will tip her more if they think she is single. You understand. This is about perception it is not about anything actually happening.”“Yeah that makes sense.” He said. “This is about sex right I mean not sex but being sexy and if she wants to really be good she has to be risqu锓Yeah ok I understand.” “She is going to change a bit. You will probably see that she is going to be a little more outgoing and a little rougher around. He will have to chain me down to submit entirely. We enter the room, and I give a small gasp. On the dressing table is a black leather box with a cream card on top. My name is printed elegantly on the card. I await permission before opening it to find a list of instructions, as Brad opens a bottle of wine and pours us each a glass. I look up to him, cheeks having paled somewhat as my gusset moistens. He hands me a glass, which I receive from him gracefully. I know how much of a thrill it is. "He's ... he's a bit too much like me for his own good - obstinate to a fault, I fear." Where are Evan and Camille?" Rita wondered as she glanced around the house."They left just a few minutes ago," Anne said. "They're off to the furniture store. I fear there was a mix up with the deliveries. I will admit I thought the bright orange ottoman would be particularly fetching in here." Oh, God!" Rita said. Even Regan laughed a little at the thought of something that garish in the house. It felt.