All you can do is to be patient, and for God’s sake, get any notions out of you head about trying to fix her … it ain’t going to happen dude. Al... you can do is give ‘er some space.’ ‘You’re right, I suppose, but I really like her … I love her. I don’t want to ‘fix’ her, I just want to be with her … to convince her that my intentions are good. But, I guess giving her some space might be right … for now!’ I didn’t want to give her space, I really did want to be with her, and continue a. Meri mummy ne bhi sadi nikal di aur sirf blouse aur peticot me mere sath snan karne lagi uska white colour ke blouse jab gila huva to uske boobs ab to saf dikhne lage uski nipple aur baju ka kala round bhi saf dikhne laga mera lund to ekdum tight ho gaya tha badme usne peticot pe pani dala to peticot uski gori gori jangho se chipak gaya aur uski gori gori janghe dikhai di usne pink colour ki panty pahene huvi thi jo saf dikh rahi thi aur uske do bade bade kulhe (guda, hip)dikhai dene lage muje. It was enough to make start to get a little paranoid, and I think we were all a little relieved when it was time to turn the lights out and go to sleep. Well, sort of.However much I was looking forward to the sweet release of sleep and the prospect of a more “normal” tomorrow, I was still incredibly tense. Part of that I knew was that I had not jerked off during my shower – it just hadn’t felt right to do so. The much, much bigger part was that I was not sure what the rest of the night would. What would I give her for Christmas? What do you buy for your self-sufficient self-contained sexually deviant Mistress, who is also a real life aristocrat? I only had three days left to decide!I happened to have a copy of Time Out lying around, as I'd been thinking of burying myself in cinemas over the holiday period, my usual panacea. A bit of lateral thinking took me from The Last Tango In Paris, showing at a private club as the licensing authorities were scared of the populace becoming anal.