She offered him a small glass of Grand Marnier and he was impressed. She looked anxious so he waited to see what she had to say.“I would like to hav... sex with you but there is something of concern that you need to know about. No, I’m not married or cheating on anybody. That would almost be simpler.”That put a puzzled look on his face so she continued, “I’ve inherited a rare condition from my mother that has made it very difficult for me to have long-term relationships. It is very unusual so. She deserves someone better than that.”Tamara, what did you want to tell Deanna?Tamara turns to face Deanna, holding both of her hands. Deanna looks at the younger woman with love and tears in her eyes. “Deanna. I never want you to think you’re not good enough for me, or that you’re not special, or worse than anyone else. I’ve never been bothered by what you did back then, but if you can’t accept that you’re as good as me… I want to show you that I’m as bad as you are.”Deanna looks confused as. I'm emailing you some stories, and some porn links. They'll give you a clue as to what might be in store for you, depending on how you respond to things." "Respond, Daddy?" Yes, slut. We need to make sure that you can handle it, and that you really do want it. Since you're newer to this, you probably haven't had many fantasies, and we've already blown past them. Am I right?" Yes Daddy..." So now you need an idea of what's beyond that, and where you might fit. Follow the instructions in the. “It’s all over your face,” he smirked. “Besides, hot piece like that and guy like you. What did you do? Beg her not to leave you and then go right down on that used muff to show her how much you still loved her.” I was shocked he could read so much in my expression. I didn’t want to confess that it was more like I was going down on her while she was having her affairs, but he must have read something in my face because his face lighted up like daybreak! “You’re shitting me?” “What?” I asked..