She pushed my shirt over my head barely breaking the kiss long enough for it to clear. Then her hand cupped my dick. It felt wrong, what she was doing... But damned if it didn't feel joyously right. I was conflicted. Her hand was massaging my cock through my pants. I would have done anything she asked me to at that point. Lucky for me, the Devil won this round.She stepped back and grabbed the hem of the dress she was wearing and in a single smooth motion, pulled it over her head and tossed it. When you are in my house, you will be either naked or in clothes I provide you. Stand up and get undressed". I hesitated for a second. "I said, stand up and get undressed. I will not repeat myself a third time. You know what the consequences will be."I quickly got to my feet and pulled my shirt over my head before undoing the button to my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I noticed that my wallet stayed in the pocket this time. I turned away from Him as I pulled my boxer shorts down and. ...it was your loss.I had a few acquaintances that would willing oblige me without hesitation and so I made a few phone calls, and then prepared myself to greet them in my usual demanding way...they liked me that way NAUGHTY!!!I had just bought something nice to wear i.e.; black PVC Basque that laced up the front I made sure that it was tightly laced enough for my ample boobs to be pushed up to overflow at the top and thigh high PVC boots with 6" stiletto heels, my hair hung down free and loose. "And if there's one portal, than there has to be others! I just have to find them!" You are either telling the truth," Gianna said, "or you are ill in the head." Maybe I'm a little bit of both," I smiled, sitting back down beside her."Your story does explain a lot," she admitted. "It's like everything my mother and I thought was peculiar about you suddenly makes perfect sense." So now you know why I don't know where we should go."She nodded. "I think we should go to Burcel first. We can stay at.