I’m going to prove to myself that I’m every bit as sexy as I’ve always been, and the cheating was just him enjoying the attention of some bimbo ...ith daddy issues.One last deep breath, then I swing the door open with a big smile. I’m glad to see your style hasn’t changed. Nicely fitted slacks and shirt, rolled up almost to your elbows as usual. I find myself wondering if you’re wearing that particular shirt on my birthday because I know I’ve complimented you for wearing it, or if it’s just a. When I told her I wasn’t sure I could be her master because I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to support both our lives, she had said perhaps we could help each other in our brokenness. Or something like that.Whatever it was, I felt better about myself for being with her, better than I had ever felt about myself because I now had a focus, and purpose outside me that was absent before. I cared for this woman, even as I abused her.I knew I could not be happy unless she was happy. And if hurting. He obliged. After we cleaned I lent him a spare pair of pajama shorts I had worn in a while. They were bright pink. Bought for me from some Uni friends as a joke. It was hilarious seeing this dark and mysterious figure in bright pink shorts. "I look like some sort of gay vampire," he said, as I was laughing at him he pushed me onto the bed and straddled me. "Well I have the gay part down, just have to practice being a vampire." He said as he lent down kissed me on the lips and then nibbled my. It was not quite knee length, nothing too short. I wore a shear bra with no underwire. This I enjoy because I have dark nipples and with no underwire, they jiggle a lot and it does nothing to hide THO. Over that I wore a sheer button down blouse. In bright enough light, its still see through. However, in bar lighting its just enough to where you think you can see my dark areolas, but you're not quite sure. All aside, once my nipples are hard, everyone is looking. I wore some black patent.