She now lives her life 24/7 as awoman--having married a Master I know here in town." She's devoted to his pleasure, but she's such a horny slut that's...she'salways available to service any of her husband's friends on a moment'snotice. I called her over and intend to breed this bitch all nightlong." It got me to thinking, I don't know why the distance between us shouldmatter, he continued. "If you are seriously looking for a Master, I canmake all of your sissy fantasies come true. If you don't. I got erect through my shorts.“Do it again. Slowly.” She did it without any hesitation.“Hey, Chad?” she asked.“Yeah?” I said, trying to hide my erection futilely.“Any others?”Might as well go for it, huh, Chad?“In fact, while I'm here... what panties you got on?” I asked in a low voice.“Don’t have on any. Let me ask you something. You like me, do you, Chad?” she said, getting closer to me. “You think I’m sexy?”“Yeah,” I answered.“Well, you’re not the first. You’re certainly not the last. Are. We had a rather lively discussion around the table as each person related her experience and observations from the previous day. Even Alice said that she was flabbergasted last evening as she watched the TV news coverage of our exploits. Alice looked as proud as a peacock that morning since she was associated with the latest national hero. Even though Alice had a romantic tie to Fitzroy, there was closeness between her and myself somewhat like siblings in one big happy family.As the. ’ Was her dry response. ‘At the moment, no more so than you.’ He glanced behind her, saw the book and plucked it out of her hand. He scanned the title. ‘Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. A romantic, are you?’ She smiled. ‘Sometimes. But I’m a realistic romantic.’ He scoffed at her. ‘There’s no such thing as a realistic romantic. You’re either practical or a daydreamer. And I have a feeling you are the latter.’ Emma stopped to admire one of the plants, picking one of the white flowers and.