The burning heat in my ear began to spread across my face."Well" She asked softly."I'm sorry Mrs. Jordan. I didn't mean... I mean..." I still struggle... to find the right words. Again I felt more than heard her whispery laugh."It's alright. Our little secret, tiger." she whispered to me.I found the courage to turn my face towards her so that I could see if she was serious, if she was laughing at me, or having fun at my expense. Her green eyes still sparkled at me. I saw nothing but sweetness in. She drifts to her knees, like a flickering strand of gleaming satin; she slides her knees wide exposing her heat to the Master, her back arching, breasts lifted high and her nipples peaked. Her head lowered, hands falling to her thighs palms facing the sky. He remains seated watching as her rebellion finally conquered but her spirit intact as she kneels before him. He waits a few minutes just glancing at the vision before him. Then moving over to her petite form, standing directly in front. I gathered her up in a proper hug that made her squeak!Awright, then. Firsts is clothes. Yer about nekkid except for that dress, and I've got nowt to fit ya. We're off to the shops."I dropped my old accent and steadied down. I dressed in shirt, britches, jacket, keys and wallet. Of course I wore my deckkers. I got the little waif covered in her dress and gave her a good looking over. "You need a scrunchie for your hair. Then we're off." They had scrunchies at the marina shop.As a note, marina. Her breasts were tiny hormone created mounds sitting high on her chest, they were adorable, I couldn’t resist and bent down and sucked on of the tiny morsels into my mouth. She moaned and clutched my head tight to her chest. A couple of minutes later she nudged me over to the other breast so I suckled on that one for a while before I dropped to my knees and pressed my face to her panties, I rubbed my face to her crotch inhaling her musky scent. Pulling down her panties I must admit I moaned.