Eventually Master asks what I am smiling about and I confess guiltily, ashamed at the selfishness of my behaviour.The GateWe have returned early from ...he mud and rain that was Glastonbury 2007 so that we may bathe and change. We are driving to a family commitment our brief time alone nearly over and I am bemoaning the brevity of our freedom. With no warning Master turns down a country lane, pulls into the first available stopping place, a gated entrance to a field, spreads my legs and finger. "And she has such a sweet little clit between her legs," chucklesMistress Melissa.Her eyes drop to your twitching, dripping......clit and her fingercatches the pearls of precum that sits there."You have been such an obedient slave, haven't you Dahlia?" she asks asshe presses her finger to your lips.You cannot reply as you are filled with such emotion....devotion...youranswer is to gently lick your juices from her finger. Mistress Davinastruts behind you and you feel her hands on you. This was a lot like last semester except I was thinking about it differently.A little after Dr. Phil came on at 5:00, I got some gumbo out of the fridge, put it in a small pot on a low flame and settled in to watch.Jeff came home around 5:30 lugging a heavy collection of books, muttering to himself. He put them down and met me half way, taking me in his arms for a yummy kiss."That's better," he said."Than what?" Than my day. I've read the essence of the material we're covering but the. " "Okay." Ryan closed her eyes and took a long, slow breath. "Thanks for calling, Bax. I didn't know what to do." "It's not a problem. And I know it's scary. I had a concussion a couple of years ago and those first few days after aren't easy, but we know more than we did even then. We've got a good medical staff and no one's going to rush him back." "He'll probably be doing that himself," Ryan said. "He'll hate not being able to play." "Yeah, probably. It'd be like you hurting your hand or.