" He bent down and inserted the device in her pussy. "You must keep it in place until you go to bed with your husband tonight. You must not remove it ...nd, above all, you may not orgasm until in bed with your husband. Do you understand?" Yes, My Lord. What does it do?" You'll find out, little one. Now I must go."She heard the front door close as he left and reached down to untie her ankles. She took herself upstairs for a shower. It was as she stepped out of the shower that she found out what. Golden hair clings tightly like wet lips to the delicate creases of her mouth. Water strokes and caresses her face before dripping to the floor. Soaked, she looks the part of an awakening flower.Her lips part slightly as she blows off more of the dewy water from her face. We drop our wet footwear at the foyer It occurs to me that she should change but none of her clothes are here. I return with some of my clothes and hand them to her.She motions for be to turn-around. I do so dumbly thinking. Sometimes."I said, "Talking about it while I'm posing doesn't help."She said, "I know, and thinking about it while I'm drawing you doesn't help me, either." She came out of the bathroom and into my view, holding a hand towel and a small, opaque white, glass makeup jar, and a box of kleenex. She had a business-like expression on her face, all seriousness, and she said as she walked across the floor to me, "My fault. But the damage is done. So I guess I better do something about it." She stood. I'm not usually such a klutz!" I told her her my name and added, "You're not klutzy at all. I'm very happy I was there to catch you, Ashley. That could have been a nasty fall for you. I think this was a very fortunate way to meet." She smiled again, that wide pretty smile I love so much and said, "Yes! I'm glad you were there, Mr. Connors. I really need to run though or I'm going to be late." I told her I would take her shoe with me to glue and put into a clamp to make sure it set properly..