I was dying to find out what was underneath all that fur. Rebecca walked to me and gave me a hug. Her breast, as always snuggled with my face. Pierre ...ot a fit. “Rebecca, darling. You the h@ll is he.”“This is my cousin and I invited him to come along.”I did my best not to seem surprised when she mentioned that, If Pierre did found out I wasn’t her cousin, there was going to be trouble.“Why on gods name did you invite your cousin?”“Well, if you must know, his mom and my mom are both out of town. ....you feel masculine energy.......as you try to press yourself deeper on to his finger a firm hand presses you down...."patience angel, patience", a familiar voice says… As you move your head the blindfold slips and you catch a glimpse of another man with your serving girl on a swing next to the bed........with a gentle spank on your muscular arse the familiar voice say, "no peeking"......so now I am the only one you have not seen.....the blindfold is replaced and tightened..........Sliding. "Don't move Tiffany darling, I don't want this in your eyes its just hairremover to get rid of the last bits of hair."I felt her spread the wetness all over my scalp, my eyes stung a bit fromthe fumes, then my wig was put back on my head. "Erm Mistress shouldn'tthe other stuff be wiped off first?" I asked."....oh this stuff needs to be covered for best results," she replied asshe adjusted my wig to make sure it was on perfectly she then walkedaround in front of me took the gloves off and. “I feel like I’m really letting Lisa’s mom… Béla. There. I feel like I’m betraying her, somehow. As much as I loved her – I still love her. But Annalisa fits so much better. And it hurts me to think that… Béla wasn’t… she really wasn’t ‘The One’, you know? Not like Annalisa is.”“Jake,” Frank said quietly. “You weren’t really happy with Béla. Face it, man. You brooded all the time – you were absolutely no fun to be around, and you were consumed with really dumb-ass ideas about how to make your.