His afternoon had been spent on thesports field playing rugby. "I'm fine with soccer" he explained, "and Iknow that girls do play rugby, but I haven't...before and it is a prettybrutal sport. Still, I'm glad I have tried it - once!!"Bobbie's Mother was thrilled when her son explained that he now knew howto apply make-up and, immediately, insisted he show her what he coulddo. At the end of Bobbie's demonstration, Mother hugged her and said, "Iam so proud of you and the way in which you are. I went into the bathroom and started to pee when the door i had use to get in here was open and in walk the guy. He walked over to me by now i had finish peeing and sort of turn myself so he could see my cock. He walked over to me and asked if i had any problems finding the hotel I answered that I had not, he then reach out and grab my cock and started to slowly jerk me off. I already had a semi hard on and his warm hands was making it harder. He told me to follow him and we entered the room. Besides with a packed carriage and people walking up and down what would he do?He moved again and had turned his hand so that two fingers and part of his hand was resting on my leg. By then I was starting to get a little excited and my cock started to chub up slightly and was laying visibly across my lap and the thiness of the nylon shorts left no doubt where it was.I moved myself forward in the seat, still pretending that I was asleep resulting in the thin material tightening against my rising. " I lowered my eyes as he said this. My Name. Melody. "Let the games begin," I thought with a small smile. "Mel look at me". His eyes were kind, and shone of love. "I want you to look me in the eye all day--- do you understand?" "Yes, Master," I said, slightly confused. Our first lesson together popped in my head. It had been pitch dark, close to midnight at the docks. "Do you know what a trigger word is?" "Yes" "Yours will be "Melody". Once I have said.