She wore the oversized shirt and the full, print skirt she often wore when she was drawing. She had a tired smile on her face, which looked tense and ... little sweaty."You're here on time again. Uh... oh, come in. I'm cleaning up."I entered. There was little room to walk. The floor was littered with charcoal and pencil drawings strewn everywhere. There were two ash trays filled with cigarettes on the floor.She hurried to snatch drawings off the sofa. "I was hoping you'd be late. Here, lemme. I opened the door. She was in a red satin sleeveless bodycon dress. I was dumbstruck by the sight of her milky cleavage.“You got 15 minutes, hurry up and get ready. We’re going to a hotel,” she said.“What’s the occasion?” I asked.“Our first date, let’s see how things go. I’ll be in the living room. Don’t make me wait,” she said.“Of course, I won’t,” I said.“Don’t get too excited. I wouldn’t be so sure about having sex tonight,” mom said.“Okay. Let’s see. Still, the date is a step towards. ." The stream of talk never stopped.At first, Ginny seemed to try to recoil from his touching of her nipples, but Emma held her in place. Before long, Ginny started to gasp a little, and when she did that, her hands began to grasp his cock firmly. That started Emma's monologue in yet another direction."See, Ginny! It's just irresistible, isn't it? It feels so big and hot in your hand that you can't help stroking up and down, can you? Oh, yes! Keep that up and you'll get him there before long at. She had met someone and thought she wanted a life with him. That was fine I would never step in the way of love. If that was what the sub thought she wanted then so be it.So the search started again. The sub had to meet a number of criteria - intelligent, naturally sexy, classy and of course eager to explore her submissive side. The search always took so long as a number of promising starts fell by the wayside. Fifty shades had made so many want something different but they were so scared of.