Master: Really. Do tell. He sits heavily, examining the slave more closely. Her dark hair is tied loosely back from her pretty face. She’s wearing a...simple grey tunic, open at the neck to show her cleavage, rising and falling quickly with anxiety. The skirt is short, just covering her pert arse and showing her fine legs. Lady Sofia would be easily offended by such a lovely little thing on her staff. Slave: She found me with a man, a man she liked, Jay.Master: Jay? That is offensive, but I’ll. This encourages her and her hands move farther down. She begins feeling my crotch. I can feel myself growing. She smiles at me, she is the sexiest when she smiles that way.She continues touching and feeling. I try to keep my eyes on the road. I start thinking about where we could pull over. Then I hear buttons being undone. My eyes dart to her chest. Her shirt is almost completely open. I can’t stop staring again. She isn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples just barely covered by the shirt, teasing me. It was swimmingaway as quickly as it could, but Josh caught it. Unfortunately, whenhe tried to pull up even with the fish and hit it with his barb, helost too much momentum and missed, and the fish swam off."You need to follow through. You should be swimming by, not stopping,to hit it. Do it again," Brian said.Josh picked out another fish closer to the surface and tried again.This time he came at the fish from below, and kept the speed on untilhe was almost completely past the fish, then he. The change in his demeanor told me something was up, and I could see Julia coming to a boil.“Let me show you something,” he said, taking a framed picture off the wall and holding it out to us.“That’s him!” Julia screeched, and I was glad there were no weapons within her reach. The faded old black and white photograph showed a couple, bride and groom. The woman certainly looked like the one I had encountered.“Some people say they have seen these two around here,” Jake explained. “This was taken.