’‘Perhaps it was Sam.’‘No. Sam’s not built like that. Don’t get me wrong Sam looks gorgeous but this girl was bigger, you know? Not fat, s...apely. Besides Sam is blonde, the mystery woman had dark hair.’Tom smiled to himself. ‘You know son sometimes you see someone every day yet when you see them out of their normal place you don’t recognise them.’‘Ah well, this one had a unique ability. All I have to do is check out all the brunettes I know and see which one can walk on water. – I told you it. "Come and stand in front of my desk Steph," and when she complied he went on, "I take it that you've thought long and hard about this over the weekend?" Yes, Sir." I have too, although I didn't really expect you to come back. I decided that, given the chance, I would really keep you as a slave and you must have accepted that by returning but I, and I'm sure you as well, realise there are limits to what I can do. In the world of today, I cannot be an old-fashioned slave master who flogs his. I had a wet dream; and I awoke immediately. Having been nearly ten years since I experienced that specific sensation previously, I, of course, thought that I had pissed myself. My first thoughts centered on the possibility of a life spent in diapers. I thought it was the beginning of incontinence dominating my lifestyle. Then, my hand braved the long journey to my underwear to survey the extent of the damage. As I touched my underwear, I knew immediately what had really happened and thanked God. She followed me home and parked in the driveway as I rolled into the garage. As we got out of our respective cars, I was pleased to find she was quite attractive. Short, slender, olive complected with glossy, dark hair. We more formally introduced ourselves and proceeded to the front door.Entering my apartment, I took her coat and draped it on the back of a dining chair and showed her around the apartment —living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bath. We went to the kitchen and I opened a bottle of.