Yesterday so hot, the memory makes her wet. "How can he have a hard-on like that - he still has - and not take me? Am I his slave or not?"For an hour ...isa replays the film of what had happened after I came to her. She tries to remember every word we said. She still feels very excited, but she also needs to pee. How to get permission if her master is not awake? She doesn't dare to sneak out from my arm around her. Her anxiety brings me back from dreamland to reality. But I keep quiet, curious. Once Mitch crossed the threshold of the quaint cottage a feeling of relaxation began to ease through his exhaustion. The cottage was luxurious. The main room held a cherry wood dining room table adorned with an old lace runner, an ornate silver and crystal candelabra holding court over a bowl of polished fruit, sugared pecans and butter mints. A large sideboard set with sparkling crystal goblets and other glasses stretched along the left wall. He caught his haggard reflection in the mirror. From the looks of him he needed it. Turn’s out his boyfriend Ben had to go into work early, so he wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours. Passed out on the outdoor couch opposite was one of Michael’s gay mates, Hamish. Looks like he’d had a night he wasn’t going to remember anytime soon. Completely out of it he was.I joined Michael out on the balcony. It was a nice sunny day. His balcony had a great view of the city skyline, thanks mainly to the spare block of land across the road, and then. They both stared at each other for a few seconds. Angie not even trying to cover up.It was Matt who broke the spell by saying,“So Eva was right, you are an exhibitionist Angie.”“No, no I am not.” Angie replied pulling the towel over her front.“It’s okay Angie, we don’t mind, none of us are going to call the police.”“That wouldn’t work Matt, my boss won the court case, any woman can be naked anywhere.”“Well there you go Angie, no need for you to be shy any more, you can let it all hang out and.