” I told her, shyly, feeling somewhat exposed, not surprising as I was naked from the waist down. “Mmm. You’re such a pretty little slut, Rache....” She teased, kneeling before me, running her perfectly manicured nails along the flesh of my thighs. I shivered, perhaps even let out an imperceptivity soft gasp as I did my best to keep my laptop balanced across my slowly parting legs. “I’ve been wanting to do this since your last story, Olivia.” She divulged, pausing long enough to unbutton her. She had thought hard about the evening, remembering June Calloway’s advice to plan things out. She decided in the end that she wanted Lionel to understand from the very start that she was still interested in a dominant role in their relationship. To demonstrate that – and to some extent giving way to the stereotype of the dominatrix - she had dressed in an outfit that underlined the fact. That, she thought, would provide Lionel simple and clear confirmation of her continued interest.She’d. ”“That would be a good deal.”“Waddyu think Janey’d say?”“Don’t have any idea. Have you ever taken her anywhere?”“Where?”“Is there a place to eat in Emerald?”“Couple.”“An’ a place that sells emeralds?”“Course.”“Got some dosh?”“Nuttin’ to spend it on.”“OK. Ask her if she’ll go for lunch with you, say on a Saturday. Take her for lunch. Then take her to a jewelry store. Tell her you’d like to buy her a ring. Then you’re on your own.”“I guess I can use a ute.”“Take my Jeep.”“You’re fair dinkum,. "Like our new gear" Katie asked. They looked stunning. Again bare legged, short denim skirts and tight T-shirts, revealing that they were braless, the T-shirts bearing the logo "WE ARE OLD ENOUGH TO FCUK" ! "Very nice but a bit provocative ! You're Mam wont like it" I said laughing."We didn't buy it for Mam Sparky" Claire replied as she took a sip of her drink. I could feel my cock hardening. I had to resist but knew it would be difficult. I thought back to us fucking earlier and it made me.