The other--and I knew Marla had verypurposely stated it--was her recognition and announcement a few minutesago that at times in our relationship I was...HER strength and that shedepended upon me on occasion, outside our D/s personae and relationship.That mutual recognition allowed me to dive in to the magnificentlyrestorative, sustaining, rejuvenative pool of her as my loving andaccepting Mistress/"Mommy" and me as her submissive and loved goodlittle sissy boy. Note that the currently hugely. She picked up after the first ring. ‘Brad, is that you?’ he heard her anxious voice asking. ‘What do you want, Barbie? What is this ‘life and death’ crap about?’ ‘Brad, please… I don’t care if you’re still mad at me, but you have to listen to me about this! Don’t fly today! I had a dream last night that you were caught in a storm and your plane crashed because it was struck by lightning! So please… just don’t fly today!’ He frowned as he listened to her and then shook his head as he spoke.. After she made sure she liked me after I kissed her, touched her, play with her body. Subsequently, I was allowed to pass my hand around her waist, touch her legs under the blue jean she was wearing now. It was here where she resisted, didn't give up to me, still kissing me. I kept pressing by repeating the same stuff over and over. I immediately unbuttoned her blouse -one button. She started to protest, but it would be a good idea to begin kissing that part of her bare. As he drinks he strokes his hand up and down my back and trails his fingers along the back of neck and to my cheek. He is making small talk, although I couldn't tell you what he is saying because sitting there and him touching so gently has made my body come alive and I am so happy and content, if I was a cat Im sure I would purr in pleasure! I feel the wine spread that yummy warm glow and my pussy begins to wake. Oh enough talking! I want him. I want him naked. But I know I have wait. .