"This is an old plantation my father found and restored several years ago," her husband explained. "He liked the isolation it offered."The road widene... into a circular driveway that led to the front of the Hightower mansion. Michael wheeled around and before the immense structure.The place is authentic, just like the Old South," he continued. "Like it?" Like it? It's fantastic" she muttered, somewhat in shock by the unexpected mansion.She found herself mumbling dumbfoundedly, "Michael, why. I really don’t know what I’m going to do.’ Deni bit her lip. ‘Do you want me to take care of him? You could stay in here till he leaves. It’s really slow.’ The thought of Deni flirting with Lucien made Vera’s blood run hot. ‘Nah, I’ll deal with it. Probably better to face things anyway.’ She squared her shoulders and smiled. ‘That’s the Vera I know!’ Deni said approvingly and followed her out into the diner. Deni wandered off to check on her one other table. Lucien was just finishing his. Sarah on the other hand heard every word.Quietly she struggled to contain her own emotions. Whatever she hadplanned for me, I was giving it to her by the bucket load! This may havebeen an evening of 'firsts' for me, but Sarah could barely believe justhow easy and accommodating I'd been. She had never been handed such agift of submission as I was giving her which was forcing her to thinkfaster to try to keep up with it all!But one thing was for sure, she was damned if she was going to let meslip. Her cheeks turned red, but she didn’t make any effort to pull away. And we stood there, locked in our embrace, our eyes met.Beyond her embarrassment at feeling my hard-on, I sensed in Saira a need to be held. I did so without a word until she finally relaxed her grip and allowed her feet to touch the ground. She quickly returned to her work and I went about helping her clearing the clutter.After the work was done, I went home to shower and relax. But, with the events of the day were playing.