We handed over the bottles of wine and the bowl of hyacinths; Catriona expressed delight even though we noticed a similar bowl already sitting on a wi...dowsill."Och, I love them - you can't have too many of these about the house, telling you that the winter is nearly over and spring will be here very shortly!"They had an old Victorian villa, with three stories and a cellar, and they had obviously knocked through from the kitchen into the dining room to have one big room with the table at one. Soon I will tie you down like the bitch you are and force you to submit to me. It'll be like training a puppy."A shudder ran through the Rivani; surprisingly she felt not only dread, but also shameful anticipation. It took all her efforts to look at the mage, with deeply hooded eyes and give one last attempt to free herself."Bethany please doesn’t do this! I know you; you're never going to be able to go through with this! Not ever!" Her breaths came in shallow gasps as she tried to stifle her. "Hmm, are they sore?" Tender rather than sore" This is when I normally ask you to come in because I'm going to examine you closely" I trust you doctor"I bent down and looked closely for a few moments before gently touching her red skin, I caressed it very gently before going to the medicine cabinet and getting out a tube of salve."The cause is very simple Jenny and the treatment is even simpler, your panties are too tight, coupled with this very hot weather, it's given you a heat rash, this. Not that “waist” was too accurate as Mrs Miller was carrying a lot of weight. What was exposed were a pair of large white cotton knickers pulled high over a large belly but my attention was on the bulge below that. Tommy pushed his mother’s legs together hooked his fingers at either side of the top of her panties and started to tug them downwards. This was a million miles from the glamorous women in the tit mags. No silk underwear or stockings - Tommy’s Mum was wearing greying cotton knickers.