. to wake you up... Breakfast is on the table... Damn that cock of your's... Looks so damn good." then she turned and walked out, closing the door beh...nd her, but looking back at me at the same time as she closed the door.When I finished, I got out of bed, put on my pj bottoms, that I had on last night, went to the bathroom, then down to the kitchen to find mom putting our breakfast on the table.Mom sat down at the table as I pushed the chair in as she beent her knees, then I sat down next to. I crept towards it in the darkness, as my note had instructed, finding myself alone and cold in the autumn air. There were no sounds and no lights; the building was shuttered and silent, but it seemed as if there was a presence within. Some low sense filled me that it was not empty and I felt the instinctual fear that comes with confronting the unknown.It was a good feeling and welcome to a woman who had spent eighteen years following every instruction, every rule. And now I was breaking one. Stepping through the door Marjorie was entering another totally alien space. Plush carpet with a wall of mirrors. They sat down on the seats that lined the walls opposite to the mirrors. The room was dominated by scarlet red. Relax Marge well have a cup of camomile tea. Germaine left and a few minutes later returned with a gold coloured tray and two perfectly brewed camomile teas in vibrant coloured bone china cups. They had hardly finished the teas when Jerome swept in the room and closed the. You can’t even tell just by looking at her as she has an incredibly stunning feminine physique. It doesn’t bother anyone of us though as we let her continue to speak. -As you all can see and tell if you haven’t already noticed, I love my anonymity. That’s why I wear my mask to not reveal my complete face and use an alias, just like all of you tonight. I spend my free time looking for ways to enhance my sex life. I love the thrill of hooking up with complete strangers, having completely.