I got a little tipsy at dinner and told Eric he'd have to drive. At the car, he came around to open my door like a gentleman, and just before I got in... I turned to face him. Standing very, very close, I put my hand on his chest, and said, "Thank you for a wonderful date." He did his typical little smirk and said, "That's what this was?" I said, "yes" and then just kissed him right on his lips. Long enough that it definitely wasn't motherly, but nothing too aggressive.He seemed a little shocked. “Master?” “What is it?” His mood was dark to begin with. This wasn’t helping things any. “Master, may this girl … count for her, please?” What the hell was I thinking? From his look I was fully expecting to be placed beside her for the same dose she was getting. “So be it.” I was almost too shocked as I stammered out my appreciation before the cane resumed its slow measured beat across Mistress Julia’s backside, easily visible welts raising themselves angrily. I counted loudly, choking. ‘Did you want to rape me?’ she asked and saw the shock in his eyes before his head shook in the negative. ‘Did you want to have sex with me?’ she asked again, the anger and the voice another notch softer. She saw him again shake his head in the negative, but his eyes betrayed his thinking. She could see that he was now considering it in his mind now. ‘Did you want to watch me undress?’ she asked and his non-response was proof enough to her that she hit the jackpot. This was something new. This. She ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her body was so warm and her skin so soft I wanted to hold her forever. The hug didn’t last very long and I let her return to my sister. I grabbed a drink and went back downstairs. I grabbed the remote and went to the TV guide. Saving Private Ryan was on. The movie ended at 9:00. I was trying to decide what to do next when I heard footsteps at the stairs. I looked up to see Sarah in her “pajamas”. It was really a pink tank top that clung.