Dang it... Brad hadn't come home, that I could tell, and I hadno idea if Krystal was even here - she wasn't when I had gotten homelast night. When I ...ad woke a second time after cat napping a fewminutes I threw the covers off and decided it was time to get this dayrolling. I checked my phone - no messages. Might actually turn out tobe a good day!December 3rd, 9:44 AMFrom shower to standing in the kitchen dressed and ready to get thisday going went quickly. That basically means I hadn't spent. In about fifteen minutes, I had pulled up in front of his apartment. There was a pickup truck parked in front with a long, low chest of drawers sitting next to a large mirror in the back. I walked up to Jay's place and knocked on the door. He answered, shirtless. I felt my body reacting on its own, my cock starting to stiffen in my jeans."Hey, pussyboy. Let's get downstairs and haul that mother up here. It should be easy between the two of us." Jay put a hand on the center of my chest and. Then she pulled my panties back up and told me to lie on my back.Mistress Bella ordered me to keep my hands behind my head as she removed her top and bra. Her breasts were very nice and she told me to look at them as she pulled my cock from my panties. Her nipples were full and vivid pink and also pierced with bars in the dominant position. She used a short dressmaker's tape to measure the length of my erection. "Three", she chuckled. Then the circumference. "3-1/4, pathetic". She wrote the. Or perhaps more accurately, her lack of memory of that incident with the TARDIS. The broad strokes of that event were there, she could remember that it happened. The details of it, like what she was wearing or what a****l the TARDIS had created in the bathroom were less easily recalled. That was before taking into consideration how difficult it was for her to remember anything at all pertaining to the bed sharing part of that equation. It was distinctly possible she reasoned, that contact with.