Sheapologized after the third time for not telling anyone that she hadearned the coveted sixth degree Black Belt.For all of her iron exterior, she was...still very much a girly girl atheart and she loved to let her soft feminine side out to play. Shehated labels; but if she was forced to choose, 'lipstick lesbian' wouldprobably be the most appropriate. She had discovered that Emily was akindred spirit and just as much a girly girl as she was, but that hadbeen obvious from their first encounter. Dave stopped and asked my wife what she thought. She said they must be very brave to put themselves on show in the window and it must knock their confidence if no one knocked on their door. She also wondered what kind of bloke had the nerve to go and knock on the door with all these people watching. Dave then led my wife down a side street, and then another. He knocked on a door and said to the man who opened it that his friend had sent him, the guy nodded and let them in. It was like walking. It was about 12:30 at night, I was restless,unable to sleep, and firing with desire so badly. I got out of bed,began to rub myself and could not stop." Silence the ensued. "I'm sorryMistress." Sorry for what? Lying to me or disobeying me?" I am sorry for both." Really, I don't think so. I think you felt you could get one over onme." No Mistress, I just lapsed, it was a mistake." Well, if it was a mistake, why didn't you tell me right off? Why didyou keep it a secret and then lie to me?" I was. And without saying anything much in reply, I went up the stairs and put my hands around her waist and felt up the front of her skirt, discovering that she wasn't wearing any knickers. I said something about loving her, and how I'd loved her from the first moment I'd seen her and been really jealous of Dad having her all to himself, and I soon had my head buried between her legs on Dad's bed. Again she said: "You're just like your Dad, he likes to put the bridge of his nose in between my lips.