In retrospect, I will tell myself that she was never as beautiful as I remember. Though, as I close my eyes and wrap my hand around my swollen member,...she begins to appear before me, arranged in the most beautiful finery. Her eyes pop out from the darkness, and that subtle smile forms like a Cheshire cat emerging from its place of hiding. Her hair seems to glow as it cascades down around her face. Her scent seems to waft unbidden beneath my nose, and I cannot tell whether it is real or. Worst case it doesn't fitthen I'll need to go break the news to my daughter about Carrie and noone would have to be the wiser that we gave this a try." Well I let your daughter dress me up a few times for fun, so I guess ifI need to do it for the people that saved me from drowning andhypothermia, then how could I not?" gulped Jamie, looking down andnodding his head. "But if I do fit this, can you at least try to havethem make me up so that no one would know who I am when they see me atmy own. Soon Mitch's hand was on my thigh. I smiled to myself and quietly opened my legs just wide enough for his fingers to find my pussy. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as Mitch’s fingers worked magic on my clit through the thin material of my thong. I felt so wet in a second and I nearly came in just the short cab ride to his flat…Feeling a bit fuzzy but very horny, I stumbled into Mitch’s place.Once there, Pete poured some drinks and we sat on a large couch.Mitch immediately started touching me,. Either way, I was now free, and that was all that counted. The first thing I did was remove my collar. I chucked it into a corner of the room and glanced around in search of my clothes. When I found nothing, I decided to search the desk. But I quickly forgot about that when I noticed something on the bare surface of the desk. It was a small sheet of paper with a few paragraphs scribbled upon it. My hand trembled as I reached for it. Scooping it up, I brought it up to my face. Dear Miss Swan, I.