Disturbing dreams followed as he drifted from u*********sness into sleep.He felt strange sensations throughout his body which generated odd, distorted...mages in his mind. But the dreams weren't bad enough to rob him of sleep, sowhen sunlight through the window woke him the next morning, he felt wonderfullyrested. His alarm hadn't been even been set so he wasn't surprised to find out thatit was several hours after he was supposed to get up. Not worried, therefore,that George would still be. I want a man who will surrender himself to me, without reserve and without qualification. He will obey me, in all of my pleasures, or he will be punished. I will lay down rules for his behaviour, which I will enforce. But despite all this, he will not be a slave. He will kneel at my feet every day because I am his light and that is the place that he chooses."She has me fixed in her gaze now, unblinking. She sips from her glass and continues."This man will be, in some ways, my servant. He will. "But what she brushed away wasn't hard at all. It was my cock, but it was soft and limp. Maybe because we were in bed and holding each other, was making her think sex, she had probably imagined a big cock trying to get between the cheeks of her ass."What are you doing, Barbara? You want to play with my cock?" I asked. She knew I was kidding and she had to keep up with me."Well," she said, "You were feeling my boobs so..."I grabbed her left tit, loose and soft under her flannel nightie. "You. I had always admired her from afar, but I knew I didn't have a snowballs chance in hell of being considered anything but the BOY next door. We talked to each other when we would meet and I would watch in awe as boys with cars would come and pick her up for dates. I lusted ... but from afar.Miriam had long black hair, a Snow White complexion with brown eyes. I never really thought much about how tall she was, but I would guess she was between 5'7" and 5'9". Her body was the thing legends are.