I have worn none since the day she took me. Ignorance no longer enslaves me as she has taught me how to speak and how to think. What is freedom to die...on the streets compared to the freedom of a life of love and service? Pain once scared me, but those bars are gone from my windows thanks to her and the lessons she has taught me. Now I know there is pleasure and there is ecstasy, and somewhere, far beyond where I once thought it dwelt, there is pain.As I return to pleasing her she gently. She was a nurse. I was an engineer. Our match was made in heaven.We married when I graduated. In a campus population of thirty thousand, there was never anyone else for either of us. We'd love each other forever. We kept our apartment off campus, now without roommates, for her, and when I was in town. It made economic sense too. I needed a dependant. Uncle Sam now got into my wallet for a quarter of my pay, rather than half! Hey, I said I was an engineer!The Casita site was impressive. They. I put my hand on over her bra and squeezed her tits. “No not over the bra, feel underneath," she said as I slipped my hands underneath feeling nipples for the first time.With my hand on her tits, Taylor reached behind her and unclasped her bra, throwing it with her shirt. “Go ahead, give them a kiss, they love to be kissed.” I did as I was told, leaning in giving each tit a kiss. “Suck on my nipples, that is what feels the best.” Again I did as told and wrapped my lips around her nipple. ....I got dressed in a tank top and a pair of shorts. She appeared wearin a medium length sun sun dress that definately accentuated her curves. Boy this will be fun i thought to myself. So the first thing she had planned was mini golf. All the locals knew if you go early in the day its not as crowded as all the "tourists" come out at night. So apparently her idea was to see how much she could torture me throughout the day. We had no one infront of or behind us for like 4 holes so she was.