Theimploring look in her bright, big blue eyes and the slight quivering ofher lip were almost too much for me to bear."You wouldn't have to wear the s...it all the time," she offeredhopefully after a silence of a couple of seconds. "Just every now andthen, for a day or two, so we can do something nice together or simplyhang out. That would be enough for me." Look, I already told you no," I said calmly, trying not to soundoverly harsh."Besides," she went on, "in the long run, you might well be. "Nope. Not a secret, just one certain thing." Now you're going to drive me crazy trying to figure out what that thing is," she said, no longer smiling." I hope not. I prefer you sane." And you won't tell me?" No. When it happens, I'll explain it all to you. It's something that's just between you and me ... no one else."She was baffled and looked it. But I was completely serious. Until I heard that one word, I would know we still had a ways to go.We caught some really nice weather at the end of. Each picture had a date in the lower right hand corner too. In the very last space was a place for the baby’s picture and its information. I absolutely loved the album.Right after lunch I took Gloria up to my room with Debra. I made love to Gloria because I really liked her a lot. When I was ready I sent Debra down to get Stella. Instead mom came up to take the pictures. Mom had Gloria put her ankles on my shoulders, pinch both of her own nipples, and then had me plow into her just as hard as I. The submissive was clearly Hers, even though she spent most of her time with the tall one. There was a sorry scene in progress. Some wannbe had hired a hooker to play submissive. It was just sad.Anyway, Miss Martel pushed Mistress Cynthia forward. It was like some kind of test. It took a couple of prods, but the scene was so sad. Mistress Cynthia probably could not stand it. The moment she took charge everything changed. She had everyone, even David, running to set things up. The hooker was.