” Rene said. “Forgive my momentary lack of manners.” Now that the blindfold had been removed I was able to see Rene’s sister. She was a tall ...hin woman, made even taller by the 5 inch heels on the thigh high black leather boots she was wearing. The rest of her outfit consisted of a black silk blouse that laced up the front and a knee length black leather skirt with a slit at the side that traveled up nearly to her waist. Her blond hair was medium length and pulled back behind her head. I would. ”We stared at each other for a couple of minutes as I waited for Asha to understand the full import of how much I loved her, and then she leaned into me as we kissed deeply – passionately this time. “You didn’t even let me fuck you last night, gimme pussy!” I said, as Asha turned back to flip the toast on the pan. “Shush! Last night was you guys’ night. It felt wrong to poke my nose in your bizarre, pseudo-incestuous reunion. You guys are really cute, you know that? Apart from the weirdass fact. I think what I enjoyed the most was the skin-to-skin cuddling and touching afterward.I found a job at a small shop in the mall, The Prairie Peddler, where I worked from three in the afternoon till close three days a week. Dad took a part-time job with Davis Brothers Demolition in Chicago, which meant he was gone a few days at a time. I spent more time at home when he was gone, both to help Mom and keep her company; I didn't know of too many kids whose mothers were their best friends.Early in. She took her time examining her once trusted slave.'It is not so easy in these times and in this place to live as a woman, ' she pondered, 'But with my power I am able to do what many men can only dream of.'Born in Oxford she had none of the strict traditional notions of how things were done. Those notions had earned men before her both wealth and power, but she used her power to get what she wanted, heedless of tradition, and what she wanted right now was standing spread-eagled before her.~Why.