‘What?’ He asks. ‘Um… nothing. I’m ready, let’s go. I’m starving, TJ!’ I insist. ‘Right!’ (He smiles.) As is our custom, I give...him a warm hug and rising up on my toes, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. I grab my purse and as we walk to his car, I wrap my left arm around his right, placing my right hand on his upper arm… mmm, still hard. Dinner was wonderful, as always. I had a filet mignon since I was in the mood for a good slab of high-end ‘dead cow,’ and because I like the way the. They enjoyed spending time with Bill and their mom even when they got teased. Both of them made the girls feel important.The chatter and laughter finally had a lull and Susan looked at all that was left of her life. There was hardly any smoke coming from the pile now. The fire department had done a good job. It was just a smelly black pile of nothing now."It's getting late. I guess I should call Ruth and ask her for a ride. She said that we can stay with her until we find another place," Susan. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, sheer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains the shackle me to my chair. So maybe I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of surrendering all control and responsibility to a cruel, impossible-to-please temptress, and my mistress is indeed as mean and cruel as they come. I worship her and live only to obey. So, here we are, just sitting together on the sofa, just waiting for Kris, Mizuki, and the two guys to show up at the house. In preparation for the event, I was wearing a black lace bra with matching panties, my sister was wearing a simple black bikini. While watching a little TV, Debbie already started to put her hand down her bottoms and was rubbing herself. When I saw her doing that, I asked her:"Sis, are you horny?"She said:"You have no idea. Kiss me, dear sister?"I said:"Okay."Then, we.