I-I really like her a lot.”“Did I just hear correctly? You like her?” Her voice rose with incredulity.“Yes Mistress M.” He raised his own vo...ce in response. He heard Her walking back toward him until She was in front of him. She pointed to a raised platform over to the right. “Get on top of it, now.”The platform was cold looking. He walked over to the waist high piece of furniture and climbed up on it. As he lay there, he stared up at the ceiling, until he felt leather padded clamps locking. And it pissed her off.She talked me into heading into the bathroom, which anyone knows who drinks beer is the curse of then constantly having to run back to empty your bladder every ten to fifteen minutes after until approximately three o'clock the next afternoon. And then she started yelling."What the hell are you doing? You are not going to go to bed with this guy?" Karen was also mildly religious and wouldn't use a word like fuck. (I know, what was I doing hanging out with a virgin holy. Do you have a picture of your friend.Yes .....and he sents me this picture of a big fat black guy with a unnatural large cock. more like a water bottle but widerI hesitate answering him.well he says yes or noI respond yes. then think what am I doing.We arrange to meet at 6PM, now this is where I become a debauched slut. When I get onto the long dirt road, I stop the car and stip naked, no cars are on the road so no one will see me. When I get to the house, I pull up and honk the horn. TR. “ If you have no problem facing Jerry, you will have none facing Claire,” I assured her, stopping long enough to say it. Our tryst ended an hour before Claire came home. Sharon’s apprehensions did not stop her from making love again before we parted. She slipped into her bikini and went back to her home the same way she came--thru the backdoor. I fell into an exhausted sleep and did not wake up till Claire shook me awake, saying it was time for me to leave for work. My night shift continued.