I shifted my attention to her jeans and un-buttoned it and then un-zipped it and let it slid on her floor to join her other clothes leaving her silky ...nd milky legs bare for me to cherish upon.Now I stood up and picked her up and placed her lightly down on the bed and made her lie down fully on the bed, she was now just dressed in her panty and had her slim payals (anklets) on her bare legs. She kept looking at me with serious eyes. I decided to feast myself on her sexy legs.I also got on the. (A lunch meeting) It was being to chap my ass. I had been calling, trying to get in touch with good old Police Sergeant Bob, through the official channels. And I knew I was getting the run around, so I called good old Police Sergeant Bob private cell. Those PI’s, money well spent. Bob sounded very uncomfortable; I kept trying to nail him down for a meeting, he kept evading. Finely, I told him, “BOB! Lunch, today. No, I will not take no as an answer. I will see you at the Xxxxx. You will be. If I'm asked, I usually don't follow through, but when I'm told I make sure I follow through. After work I showered, and drove to Disneyland, and parked at the Downtown parking lot. I made sure I was early. At 7:55, I was knocking on the door to room 721. I wasn't quite sure why I was doing this, since I didn't know a thing about him, but I did want to prove to him that I was real. Men don't turn me on, but sucking cock does. A guy can be young (but over 21), or old, good looking or not. It. “Take a letter bitch-boy,” he ordered as he sat in a chair behind me, his feet up on my shoulders and I opened an e-mail to Master and started typing his words, trying to ignore the urge to turn one way or the other and lick on one of his feet.Master: I’m writing these words under orders from a young stud who took that last photo of me in the Mall. He requires me to call him Cock-Master. He says he wants to work with you to discipline me and make me more than the piss sucking slave boy I am..