"Yes, I think I have to," I replied as I hugged her. She seemed tohold the hug a little longer than normal. It was as if she washugging me for the las... time as I was. I tried to push this thoughtout of my head. "Ok, from now on you must do everything I say," she said. I nodded my head in agreement. She seemed to smile a little andrelax once she had my consent. She told me to go shave and I headed for our bathroom. I took mytime and tried to shave as close as possible. When I was finishedshe. Instead, it was a false front and two cuffs exposing his toned, tanned torso. After divesting himself of the accessories, he then reclined in one of two chairs in the room. By this time Goddess was staring opened mouthed, first at Christophe, the waiter, and then at her Master.Finding it difficult to form her words, Goddess said, to no one particular, “I recognise the face but….”Master butted in while Christophe stood and poured three glasses of wine.“Tell her Ladyship what you do for a living. This was hardly an act of solicitude, he was well aware -- this concession to Bethany's plea was primarily driven by his own lustful impatience.Pleasure did indeed wash over him in result -- the wet, warm, vibrant hold the juvenile sex organ wrapped around his cockhead felt fantastic; an electric shudder ran up his spine, and again it took great self-control to refrain, even for a few moments longer, from further insertion.The girl responded to his move with a long hissed "yesss", ending after. He felt the throb of his cock pressing against his pants as he watched the thin, white covering slither down her body until she stood there in the moonlight, her body completely exposed to his gaze. His eyes traveled hungrily over the lush curves of her breasts, seen only in profile but incredible just the same. He continued down over the womanly curve to her waist and soft swell of her stomach, just barely catching a glimpse of the patch of dark hair between her softly turned thighs. And her.