The young man who opened the door looked almost as nervous as you, and you weren’t sure whether or not that was a good thing. “Um, come in,” He ...aid, “I didn’t get your name. Unless that’s normal. Should I know your name? Shit. Sorry. First Jime, like I said. If you-”Jim’s nervous rambling was almost charming. “It’s Janel,” You say, mercifully cutting him off, “To be honest, this is my first Jime using the app, too.”Jim closed the door and guided you to his cluttered bedroom. “My friend. I could feel my cock throbbing in anticipation of release, but release did not come (no pun intended). After what seemed like eternity, I asked my Mistress, "Mistress, may I cum?" Say please." Was her response to my question."May I cum, please Mistress?"Her response this time, "Cum!"I tried my hardest to fulfill my Mistress' wishes, but it wasn't happening for some reason. Maybe my mind wasn't in the game, maybe I was just too turned on to do it, I don't know. All I do know is I was feeling. He could find no set of known criteria that explained it until he realized that the field only affected things outside a three foot radius from it when it was turned on. A few minutes thought made him realize the value of what he had.After several other adventures, he got into the habit of stopping time for the blonde from across the hall and posing her in various modes of display in his workshop while he worked. She eventually confronted him to ask for help in understanding what was happening. I then dried, and perfumed myself top to bottom, and slipped into my sexy nightie and thong. I'd ordered take out from a place we both loved, and was hopefully expecting it before he got home.Hearing a car pulling into the driveway, I looked out. it was the take out delivery guy. He was young looking, and sexy, so I didn't bother to cover up. When I answered the door dressed or rather undressed as I was, you should have seen his eyes! At first I thought he was going to faint! I invited him in.