She’d always gone ‘home’ to her flat. That had always been her real base. All her stuff was there, not with me. She had to bring things each tim....I now saw that all the time, she had expected Sally and me to reconcile, and she kept that gentle distance between herself and me, going back to her flat some nights, except when I was unduly stressed, and staying with me at weekends. She was a good deal more independent than I had been, and she had sent me twice to go and get Sally.“Nicky,” I. I gasped slightly at just how perfect it was."So, you like it?" It is perfect," I said as I picked up each piece into my hand."Well, dear, what size are you?" the saleslady asked.I nervously glanced up at her. My cheeks began to get flushed again. Icouldn't make eye contact with her, and my eyes quickly darted back tothe floor."It's ok dear. Just tell me your size. Or do you need me to measure you?You know what, let's do that. I think you should know your size."Once again the saleslady was. " She walked over to a table with leather cuffs, chains, handcuffs and whips on it, and pinked up a white ridding crop. She walked over to Amanda and handed her the whip.Amanda turned around and looked at the sexy reflection in the mirror. She excitedly said, "Oh my god is that really me?" What do you think; do I look like a real Mistress?"The woman said, "Yes, and with that outfit, you'll have any man you want bowing and asking how they can serve you. Can I get you anything else? "Amanda. She smells just like gingerbread, his favorite type of cookie. His hand slides up under her top, slipping over the bare skin of her taut belly to cup one of her breasts. He uses his thumb to brush lightly against the underside of her nipple. Her body shivers in response and she wraps her arms around him. Chadwick smiles into the kisses.He moves his other hand under the top, pushing the material up to completely expose her luscious breasts. Her eyes close and she drops her head back as he uses.