"Do you want this, Lady Cynthia?"At my use of the word Lady, she shivered and nodded definitely. But there was a bashfulness in her reaction, as if my...use of the word Lady unlocked the door to her secret fantasy.And while I didn’t yet understand what lay behind that door, Candii certainly did."Get your kit off luv, right now!"To my amazement, Lady Cyn did as she was told. Her eyes began to glaze over.Off came her smart polka dot dress, and she stood clad in only her designer knickers. I could. Matt grinned, his tie already tossed to lay crumpled carelessly at the foot of the stairs as he just managed to remove his suit jacket, leaving it to hang on the post of the banister as he began to half-quietly make his way up the stairs towards the bedroom.Once he arrived, he'd expected to find Julie lying in bed waiting for him. Surprised, he saw the trail of candles continuing on towards the now closed bathroom door. "What the hells she up to?" he wondered to himself.As he was now in the. Both women smiled when they saw the buttocks spilling on either side of the stools. “Sisters ?”, asked Betty“Yeah….nuns…from the shelter down the street”, answered Helen, making her vocabulary much clearer to Betty.“Ah…THOSE sisters ?”, said Betty smacking her lips and pretending to understand Helen knocked on the door next to the bar and smiled at the cute young stacked bartender who seemed bored. “Oh my Gad…! An apparition ! “ yelled a black woman Helen’s age“Are you sure were not in a church. She was so beautiful sitting there beside him, with her bright blue eyes, so adoring and trusting. He wanted to make this as special for her as he could, because he loved her so much.He reached out and slid the strap of Brit's dress off her shoulder, then leaned in and kissed her there. She sighed, her eyes closed. She reached out and started to unbutton his shirt, sliding her hand inside to massage his chest. Jeff slid the other strap off of her dress, then helped her to pull her hands out.