I missed the midday service – my insides were grumbling and I went in search of food, but I was back for the afternoon. I couldn't say what I did or...saw or heard, but after evensong (There was a choir from a local school. They were very good) I found some supper and returned to the hotel knowing what I had to do.I slept rather better, but was still leaving the room at seven again to get some breakfast and I was on the road by nine. Somewhere near Worksop, bored, cold and hungry, I had to stop. Typing notes, corresponding, sharing a few pictures and photos was one thing. Actually meeting one another, was something else entirely.I sat watching, looking at everyone who came in through the doors of the hotel. And even though you have a pretty good idea of how someone looks, (especially as I'd seen her photos, and she mine) it's entirely different when you meet them face to face. And yet, when she entered, looking about briefly, I knew without any doubt, it was Dara who was now standing. "Nnng" she agreed, but she felt his body was close. he kissed her left ankle, it felt warm and wet and, well, nice."Hows that?" He asked."Mmmm" she replied."You're a silly romantic not a sub." He announced, "I've been watching you on CCTV from the attic." yynngg" she replied, in shock."You disobeyed me from the start, I said no panties." he reminded her, "Your dress is still dry, shall I send you home?"She nodded then shook her head, and then he took her right hand and raised it to his lips. I had to go to the toilet. I was about to stand over it when I knewthat position would be a mistake. Almost crying, I sat down andreleased a brownish stream. I sat in misery, my head in my hands, untilI realized that I smelled of stale perspiration and I stumbled into theshower. This body had smooth skin and rounded limbs rather than firm muscle. Inmisery I soaped the alien breasts, feeling their weight, their softfirmness, and the sensitivity of the nipples. I shook my head as theremnants of.