I was so mad that I hadn't even bothered to change, and had driven directly to the shop.As I reached the middle of the store, the nearly overwhelming ...mell of leather awakened my senses and I stopped to breathe deeply, which calmed me immeasurably. I love everything about leather: its smell, its feel against my skin, its uses, and the way it can be made into the softest of clothing or the strongest of boots. And even the sound of it: the snap of a whip, the 'splat' of a cat, the creaks as it. ” “What was that?” Mr Carlo looked even more annoyed. “Yes, Sir,” I pronounced more clearly, looking him straight in the eyes. * After the bell rang everyone rushed out of class as fast as possible, being a Friday afternoon. I sat at my desk, upset that Mr Carlo was annoyed at me. I wanted to get him alone, but not like this. “Cara.” I looked up. “Please shut the blinds so the other students don’t pull faces at the window and come and sit by my desk.” I did as he requested before sliding a. I had saved myself; a refined bringing up, all girl school, and an important family had kept me from the seedier side of life.Rupert had experience and did things to me, exciting things, his tongue and fingers made me putty in his hands, I thought I will, no, I knew I must learn what to do to give him such pleasures but as he said at the time, there's no rush, the excitement will be in him teaching me the, as he called it, kinkier side of love making and just the thought of innocent me learning. Mostly because 95% of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cute feet. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of bolts started up and he drove home. As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn’t help but notice all the lights were out and the curtains drawn. His mind raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very.