Inge unnerved me a little, she was a woman on many levels, you saw one thing, then something deeper and stronger. She was my mentor and had a very cha...geable character.She could be loving, feminine, and caring, one minute, then harsh domineering and demanding, though these last traits were fleeting, you sensed they were there.I looked at her, a little embarrassed by my willingness to accommodate both of their needs.She stood by the open passage looking out into the dark isles while we fucked,. Nails will always be painted.Dresses and skirts should be obvious, making you conscious of them, andaffecting your demeanor in some way i.e. very short, or tight, or floorlength, or possibly 50s style petticoats, a very full skirt maybeacceptable if it is long and gets in the way. Whatever the style itshould require constant attention and vigilance to keep it correct.Stockings, no tights, unless with short mini, but then bare tanned skinwould be viewed as preferable.High heels at least 3", but. She moved closer, circling my neck with her arms. I gripped her waist and held her away from me as she attempted to initiate a kiss. Before we start on that, weve got to set the rules and agree on them. Remember? I do. I remember everything. Weve already discussed Rule Number 1. Do you understand and agree to it? I do. Rule Number 2 is when one of us decides its over, its over. You may decide its too much to have an affair with a married man. You may decide its not worth dating an older man. Which was completely messed up if you thought about it. Why was Ifeeling guilty about what my duplicate from a parallel universe haddone. It wasn't like I'd done, or would even think of doing, the stuffshe had.Right now, based on what I'd learned so far today, I would rate mydouble: Zero stars. Would not recommend."Whatever," he said, still brimming with anger and hurt. "I guess I'llsee you later."He stared at me for another couple of seconds, momentarily making mepanic. I wouldn't know what I.