He took me by my hand and led me to the steam room. We took the towels off, and I could see that he was semi-hard at that time, well, to be honest my ...ock twitched as well. We hung our towels and entered the steam room. Anything was barely visible and Master guided me to sit down. Everything was very humid, covered in steam and salt tasting. My bear buttocks stuck to the tiled seat, but after my eyes got adjusted I could see Master sitting across me and he held his cock in his hand. He didn't. I looked at myself in the mirror. I'll admit, I did look hot. Appropriately I was wearing a big ol' ruby red dress that was cut low in the front to reveal the twin voluptuous affirmations of my new womanhood. The reunion was downstairs from nine to one in the ballroom of thehotel where I was staying. In front of the ballroom was a bannerproclaiming "Welcome Class of 1978 - 20th Anniversary Special Edition". As I approached the entrance, I could hear the once familiar strains of "Play. You wanted to know, didn’t you?’ ‘know, know what?’ l knew exactly what he meant though. ‘know if the feelings were still there’ he said I moved next to him, put my arm round him, put my head to his chest and said ‘look, what happened in the past, happened in the past, this is now, it’s very different’ ‘o l know’ he said ‘but we did have fun in the old days’ cupping one of my breasts in his hand, massaging it, l. She was on her back with her legs tight together, crossed at the ankles and she had one arm covering her breasts. What Albert could see was surprising. Her hair, no longer frizzy and knotted, was nicely brushed down onto her shoulders. Looking down at her face, her eyes, yes, such a stunning light blue, gazed back at him, waiting for a reaction. He reached down to her hand and pulled it so her arm moved off her breasts. Remembering how they felt through all those layers of clothes, it was hard.