.informal...but I will bemeeting with many female business leaders, I need you to be more formalwhen you address me. I think it's nonsense, but it wil... impress thelocals. From now on, I need you to address me as Ms. Kennedy or to useMa'am when you answer me. "David nodded. "Yes...Ms. Kennedy." She smiled back. "Very good...that wasn't so hard was it?" "No Ma'am," he replied automatically. "I know it may seem silly, but I will require this for the duration ofthe trip, even when we're alone. I. After a moment Kristin finally replied meekly, "I thought it might be ok if I used Peter." Oh...well...I'm sure it would be okay with him!" Then added, "I'm just not so sure about me."My smile betrayed me. I was sure.Instead of feeling jealous and insecure, I was glad it would be Peter and not me going on display. In fact I was excited for him. He was the most beautiful man I knew and suddenly, amongst these people, these exciting strangers with their openly casual attitudes toward sex, It was. When we arrived god yes my house I invited her inside. I asked her why those guys wanted to beat her up. She told me she was a trans-sexual, I was shocked I had never met a transsexual before. Then she started crying and told me what a nice guy I was and how she wished she had a man like me. Then she reached over and started hugging me. I held her for a while, then she tried to kiss me. I told her I'm not gay. She said I know you're not gay but I'd like to repay you for your kindness, and then. I stared into his eyes feeling as if he was reading me. He leaned closer and kissed me. Softly at first, but then he became more intense. His hands were wrapped around my waist and mine were in his hair before I knew it. “You are so beautiful,” he said as he took a breath, “And you are mine. I am your Master now.” I could feel myself getting wet as he kissed me again. His hand travelled up to my breasts and he was suddenly squeezing me. I moaned softly, he felt so good. He undid the back more.