I wasn't surprised, I expected her to look good. Not as good as him, though. Their son didn't come.After the meal, we went outside and my father and S...an wanted to play a soccer game. The women went inside, I stayed to watch. "You're not playing?", Sean asked. -"No, no, I'll pass." -"Suit yourself, k**!" he replied.My father went to get something inside so Sean and I were left alone for a while. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and beige pants. I kept looking at his bulge. "How's your. I grabbed my dressing gown and hurriedly dressed as I headed for the door. It was one of the waiters from the restaurant we had been to for breakfast. In his hand was Shillas mobile phone. “You left that this morning,” he said. “Oh thanks, would you like a beer?” “Yes please,” he replied. “Come on in then,” I said, pointing to the settee for him to sit down on. As I went over to the fridge for a beer, Shilla walked into the room stark naked. I don’t know who got the biggest shock,. ”“I know and I’m patiently waiting for you to finish your pictures so that you can reciprocate.”Right then it dawned on me that I had gotten off and she hadn’t. So I said, “How are we going to do this? I’ve only felt up Cindy in the car,” I blurted out.“I guess you’re just about as inexperienced as I am” she said sitting up on the bed.“But, I’ve been thinking about how I can give you access to me without being in a car and I have a great idea. I want you to sit up against the head board of my. I don’t know exactly how to explain it. I used to be a dominatrix.”“A dominatrix?” I repeated, stunned.“Yes. I used to have a business where men would come to be humiliated and treated badly. They would pay me good money to call them pigs, tie them up and stick my stilettos into their balls while they begged to fuck me.”“Did they fuck you?” I asked, wondering why this conversation hadn’t come up previously.“No, they were mostly married men looking for a thrill before they went home to screw.