Please be here at 5pm.’ ‘I…um,’ John’s mind raced as calculated how to get away from work and with what was being asked his mind worked over...ime in paving his early escape,’ no problem. I will be there.’ ‘Just remember what you are supposed to bring,’ she finished before he heard the phone on the other end hang up. John felt a subtle shiver as he thought about the red scarf he was to keep clean and bring with him whenever he was with Mistress Vanessa. Things seemed to be much more routine after. Five minutes later, after convincing myself that I wasn’t gay, I finally responded."Give me fifteen. Maybe twenty. I’ll be there."I got dressed. I didn’t even put socks on, just my shoes, a pair of pants, and a T-shirt. I grabbed my jacket, which still held my car keys. I remember the tingling sensation as I walked out of my apartment. Can my roommates hear me? Do they know where I’m going? I found my car and drove the short mile to his place. The whole drive I was thinking this is. "Tell me."I don't know how many times we walked around that lake. I do know that we were out long enough for both of us to get cold, despite both of us wearing warm jackets. Finally we decided to head for my car and I wrapped her up in my peacoat, ignoring her girlish protests.Then we just sat in my car for another hour talking, and only a slightly panicked cell phone call from Abbie spurred us into finally returning Allie to her home.We were still talking when I finally got Allie to her front. Her stop. With a DING the middle doors opened.She carefully made her way down the center aisle, maintaining her balance through sheer will.Twin rivulets leaked down her leg, the shared results of the hard fucking mingling and mixing slickly between her thighs as she walked.She passed by the older man as he quickly moved his newspaper to cover the growing wet spot on his trousers. She smiled and stood up a little straighter, suddenly empowered by her sheer force of her sexuality. She didn’t.