But he didn’t make it back to Em and Pierre’s table for the floorshow, because he was watching it from another one. He’d planned to return but �...�his” girl told him it would be more fun to watch it with her. She said her name was Giselle and Ambrose had noted that the bits of her that he could see, which were quite extensive, were a lovely pale coffee colour. Since it was obviously going to be possible, he decided he should check out the rest of her too. Em chatted with Pierre. He had suddenly. We’ve run the gamut in our brief conversations. And, the funny thing is, the more I got to know you via conversation, the more of a physical presence you became. I started noticing more about your body, noticing your hands, your skin, all of it intrigued me. I will never forget the rare glimpses down your shirt, revealing a cleavage I am surprised at. You hide your form well. I noticed you just clasped your hand to your neckline of your shirt. Is this to prevent me from looking? Rest assured,. I leaned forward into the exam table she was laying on, pressing my aroused cock flush against its hard cold steel surface, praying that my cock would return to its normal sleeping state. I kneaded the right breast as I had done to the one prior, and completed my exam of the soft fleshy tissue. I stepped back to her chart and jotted down, that no abnormal lumps were felt. My cock was swelling by the second. I could feel it pressing against my trousers and prayed that she didn't see it. I then. '(Those sketchy details were gleaned from my preliminary chat with her beforethe session got under way.)Initially I couldn't believe I had the right address. A row of large, old,dilapidated houses? The whole area apparently ready for demolition? When thedoor opened, I saw newspapers and dust on the floor and up the stairs. I wasinclined to turn heel and swiftly depart, but it was the appearance of thedominatrix herself that changed my mind.She led me up the stairs and along a passageway and.