Rita was one of those people who planned ahead. She also planned everything down to the number of Kleenex in her box. When she showed up in jeans and ... sweat shirt on casual Friday, it might have gone unnoticed by anyone but me. I noticed it, because I knew where it came from.Rita had spent the night in the motel, bed but there was no hanky panky. She just asked if I could do that. You know, sleep in the bed without attacking her. I explained honestly that I doubted it.Yes, she was junkie. In the middle of the night she awoke and used the toilet, drank another quart of water and went back to bed. She hardly remembered doing it.On the morning of the second day, she awoke around ten. The instant Jane opened her eyes she knew all was different. She was aware of every hair on her body. She could feel every scratch she had made on her skin, but they didn't hurt. They felt sensual. The cloth of her bed, now sticking to her back felt like the caress of a lover.Jane rocked her legs over. But she obeyed me and cook slowly. Naryan left to work at night, i find a hope to move on. I went to kitchen where she was cooking and began to flatter her.Me : You were looking beautiful with new dress today.Bina: (with a smile) is it sir ?Me: Yes, Do you like that ?Bina: yes, but i don’t have money to buy , always.Me: If you have any problem of money ask me ( inspite i never ask back any money after i gave for grocery )Bina : okI am having my peg, she was on her casual old style (airy). Above the skirt is a black silky corset with straps, binding me and pushing up my breasts. I have just enough make up on to accentuate my fair-complected face, scattered with freckles and make my blue eyes stand out. My long, red hair is up in a loose knotted bun.I consider myself to be a switch. I can be dominant when the mood calls for it, especially with another female. However, I must admit I am on the submissive side when it comes to men. I love strong, dominant men. I love it when a man.