I prefer my pubichair because I think it is more esthetically pleasing. I have a great friend that proctors these sessions. Wewere a thing for a while...but the chemistry was notright for either of us. He is my pal that I go to allthe museums with and much that I know about art hascome from him. I am his drag for all his familiessocial events, but of course they don’t approve of me.His one kink is shared by many men. He enjoys sex inpublic or more precisely having fellatio performed onhim. . not like she had been only a brief few weeks earlier when she had arrived, purchased by my boss as a slave. I recalled that day and especially the evening of the dinner party that had ended with Laura and I joined together by our clit chains as Mr Foster took her from behind, doggy style. Once he'd finished, he'd retired to bed leaving us chained together with the comment that it would give the pair of us a chance to get to know each other better.I smiled as I thought back to that evening. . .’ ******** Christmas 1917 in a suburban Paris hospital, two in the morning. The duty nurse, Barbara Jenkins, sat at her desk in the Empire officer’s ward, sewing on a small quilt. Her hands were small, like her frame, but they were quick and nimble. She liked the night duty for two reasons: one, it meant she had little to do with the military doctors, which she generally despised for their arrogant treatment of everyone, and two, she had time to work on her favorite hobby while on the job.. Maine unse kaha madam kya hua????? To vo boli koi bat nahi hai sagar bus kuch normal kaam hai ase hi tum ghar par aa jao. Main apne ghar se susma madam ke ghar ki taraf chal diya aur kuch der bad me hi susma madam ke ghar phunch gaya. Maine door open kiya to dekha susma madam ki jagah door kisi aur lady ne open kiya hain. Maine unse pucha susma madam hain to puche aap kon main bola ki main sagar hu susma madam ne bulaya tha vo mujeh ander lekar ayi aur boli susma ander hai main ander bedroom.