”Kim placed a lone finger over my lips to silence me. Déjà vu.“Can I see your apartment?” Kim asked.“I don’t know if that would be a good ...dea,” I shot back.“What are you afraid of?” Kim pressed. “I don’t bite.”“That,” I said, “Is what I am afraid of.”Kim chuckled.“I promise I’ll be good.”“Good,” I replied, “is all relative.”Kim stepped in closer to where I stood stoic and unmovable, pressing her hot little body against me, dropping hold of my hand, and feeling for my manhood.Damn.I took Kim by. If, for whatever reason, this is the first of my literary efforts you haveopened, I will beg your patience in order to set the scene a little.... My name, as I mentioned above, is Peter -- or, more precisely, SLAVE Peter:I am the property of my wonderful owner, the beautiful Mistress Tina. And byproperty" I mean exactly that: my Mistress owns me,body and soul, and has the total right of ownership to do with me just as shepleases... and what she pleases, I'm only too grateful to say, is. She was totally out of control now and held my dick in her hand.We kissed for almost 5 minutes and I moved down to the neck to lick it. She was moaning in ecstasy and feeling my dick in her hand. I moved both hands on her boobs and pressing hard adjusting towards the wall. She was getting out of control and dancing like anything.Her hubby has never done foreplay with her. He just directly jumps for fuck. I can guess this is her first romance or foreplay after a long 5 years of married life.. Make out you are fond of Janine if you must, or some other lady, or else show no affection for anyone. I am being ordered to stay close to you, and I am objecting to it strongly, as I am protesting that we are no longer that close."I was feeling very insecure, at the thought of losing Anne-Marie. I was seriously anxious about how I would get back home to the UK. The only thing I could do would be to go along with the charade as she suggested, and hope that somehow, somewhere, opportunity would.