With her head down as she walked into the teeth of the mounting gale, her small clutch bag held ineffectually over her hair, Emma moved as fast as she...could, only lifting her eyes occasionally to check on her progress. She stopped and was about to go into the restaurant when a silver Mercedes sports car pulled up sharply at the curb beside her. A plume of water shot out from under the car's front wheel towards Emma, soaking her best hold-up stockings from her feet to her knees. Emma seethed;. The pool table area and the well stocked bar are the best I have ever seen. There are a couple of unusual features about the room, one is the bare rock face wall on either side of the room. The other feature I will tell you about later. Over the pool table on brass chains from the beamed ceiling hangs an exquisite tiffany shade giving off a myriad of colors dancing across the ceiling and walls. I made a discovery during the first party I attended about that shade. It was no store bought shade.. After hearing that, I had been unable to shake themischievous mental image of her in a flowing gown and horned helmet,holding a spear in her hand and singing the part of a valkyrie in aWagner opera."By the way, who are you?" she asked me without preamble."Mike," I replied and smiled. "Mike Caldwell." Mike Caldwell!" she exclaimed. "Jesus H. Christ! So they put you in asuit too." Yeah, they did. Or actually, my sister talked me into wearing one, andI was dumb enough to go along with it."Lori. I could hear the water running down from the shower and cleansing my pet, prepping him for me. I opened my trolly and lifted few dresses, and there it was – my go-to accessories.I always carry few blindfolds (always ready for an orgy), harness, dildos, vibrator, handcuff, anal plug, whip, and some other stuff just for women. (Have I ever told you, I love women too! If not, now you know).I took out the handcuff, vibrator, dildo, flogger, the anal plug, strap on and laid it in the bed. I admired.