They were very sheer and I could see the dark outline of a small landing strip and marvelled again at the beauty of her petite frame. She held the pos...tion for longer this time and then slowly returned the waistband towards her body and tied the cord.I looked up as she started to tie the cord and made eye contact again. It felt like she had watched me throughout, and I blushed. I started to try and say something but couldn’t find the words as the intensity of her gaze tied my tongue; so all I. He could hear what sounded like an argument between a troop of mad apes and the grandfather of snakes. Those noises apparently radiated from the very direction where he had volunteered to go!But other sounds came also to his ears; perhaps smaller creatures generated them, but they sounded every bit as vicious, if not as ponderous as the bedlam from the north. Strangely, though, there was an underlying, almost disquieting rumble, that reminded him of the purring of the bobcat kept as a pet by. ”“It doesn’t bother me. I have as much light coming in from a streetlamp outside my bedroom window.” He snuggled against her, his chest to her back. Jason slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her shoulder and the base of her neck. “In fact, I like the view.”“This feels good, Jason. This is what I need tonight.” She took his hand from around her waist, kissed it and cupped it over her left breast, holding it there with her hand. He could feel her heart, beating lazily.“Are you trying to. After chatting and agreeing to take things further I told her next time we met she had to wear a denim mini skirt with black hold ups and the same underwear. She told me she hated her legs and didn't suit skirts, I told her to do as she was told and wear what I said this was to be part of my domination of her dressing how I liked not as she wanted. We arranged another meet in a pub for the weekend but that she must be dressed as I said. I didn't hear from her again but went to the pub anyway.