I thought , how could a guy this gorgeous be SO sad . TO me , he had EVERYTHING , nice body , Long Black hair , dark eyes , he was tall and he was ...ressed in Goth garb . I stepped back to give him some space , butt as I did , he reached out , pulled me to him , and hugged me , like I had never been hugged before . It was so warm , so passionate . I went to ask him what was wrong and he put his finger to my mouth , as in to say Shhh! I fell HARD for him in that instant . He seemed better. ” Suddenly reality hit me. I am in a car with a man that I met this morning. At his command I have willingly stripped every piece of clothing that I have on with the exception of my bundled dress around my waist. Now I am basically lying down with my hands above my head, giving his eyes and hands unobstructed access to my entire body. I can’t even see the road because I am looking up at the ceiling of the car, waiting for his next command, his next touch, and his next need. I feel his hands on. "Four days, so far." And you've got one that's perhaps got a little more mileage than usual?" Yes. Looks better than its license plate would have you guess. Nice upholstery. Compact." I'll have a think. No promises. Have you got a spec sheet?" He sounded uncertain but Freddie was pretty sure he'd go for Denise. He was sure to be interested in seeing her trained from scratch, Freddie felt; he'd often talked about his ideas on training methods. Denise had got the sort of comfortable shape he went. She even told methat if she ever got married and had to wear a wedding gown it would bemade of denim.On the occasions when she had to wear a dress she would be out of it assoon as possible while I wore mine all day.But I digress; I was telling you about our tenth birthday party.Naturally it was to be at Karol's house. The night before, my mother gave me my birthday present, at least one ofthem. It was a lovely dress that I had seen many times at the mall andeven showed it to my mom on more than.