She was as I had dreamed women to be, so beautiful. She seemed startled by my command but grateful, and quickly complied. We pressed ourselves against...each other, my right arm underneath her, curling around the small of her back to hold her to me by her hip.So wide! Such a pleasant, flaring curve from her trim and fit waist, so different than a man! I felt her shiver in her thin burqa and realized her problem. I had on outdoor clothes, she was dressed for interiors. She must have been. The incident? The Bad Thing? Any word otherthan......Say it, I told myself.Since my rape --- that vicious betrayal by a client who had been playinga game of his own that I didn't even realise I was a participant in ---I had barely functioned as a person, never mind as a Mistress. I hadturned my back on the world. Hid from everything.I built a new website, creating literary and interactive games forclients old and new. Until now, those games had been my gateway into theworld. A window I dared. She’d forgotten to use her cleaning Skill. She was soaked. She loved it.“If you could clip my stockings in the back,” Laura said, shifting her weight onto her left foot and causing her butt to become fuller on that side, “it’s a little hard for me to reach, and I don’t want to chance breaking the hooks because they’re not exactly made for durability.”Alaina stared.“There’s little hooks on the garter suspenders hanging down,” Laura continued, “and you just hook them through the little rings at. “I’m Phil – pleased to meet you” and he extended a hand. “Call me Serena” she said “Pleased to meet you too. So what brings you here tonight? Business or pleasure?”. He smiled slyly. “Well. Believe it or not, I have been sort of stood up too. I was supposed to meet someone here tonight but she cancelled earlier today. Something came up, apparently, but I came anyway”. Serena knew straight away what was going on. “So, meeting a woman, but not your wife, in a London hotel? Sounds very dodgy to.