Sitting in swings, I couldn't get any closer without getting up. "I really like you, Ricky," she said. "But I don't want to rush things." I'm not tryi...g to rush anything," I said, a bit desperately since of course that's exactly what I was doing. "But I really like you, too, and I'd really like to kiss you for a minute."It was an incredibly dorky thing to say, but somehow setting a time limit made it okay. She got up from the swing and we went over to a little shaded area, not too visible from. Master had had her do that as soon as she bought the camera. She had squatted over a bowl and recorded the whole process. Today she had merely had to trim the stubble while she showered.Give yourself twenty hard spanks with the leather belt.The belt was identical to one he owned. He’d sent it on their three-month day. She hated applying it, but she'd been ordered, so she would do. She took up the brown length of the belt—it smelled like him, like she thought he would smell, a faint hint of. "But my secret..." Vicky started to say in complaint."Remains a secret," I declared cutting her protest off. "Asana and Bizana are my slaves and as such they will not betray my trust or the trust of my friends. You told me your secret and I have protected it. As a friend I'm offering you the opportunity to enjoy your fantasies and preferences here in the safety of this place knowing that no one will learn of it. So what do you say?" At what price you dirty old man?" Vicky demanded to know after. A penny for your thoughts, I said, as I began walking to the club. Oh nothing, she said, although it was clearly something. You just seemed to leave me for a moment, I said. Yeah, I zoned out for a second, she admitted. What were you thinking? I asked. Honestly, it was nothing, she said, trying to hide whatever thought she just had. Its ok, sweetheart, if you dont want to share with me, I said, pretending to be hurt. Its just embarrassing, Crystal said, her facial expression showing her.