" So I further assume that my subconscious has been provided with a few subtle hints about the care and nurturing of a harem of women all yearning to ...iss my feet or be kissed by my whip? And why would Katherine be different?" Nothing that dramatic. No you won't suddenly feel the urge to don leather pants and menace about all day with a bullwhip, but yes ... you should feel slightly more comfortable now accepting the unconditional love of your women, in any manner they are likely to display. ” She said as she turned and began to walk as usual.It took me a moment to absorb what she said. A young woman making a come-on like that would have registered instantly with me and I would be in hot pursuit. But she hardly seemed the type. I didn’t move for 10 or 15 seconds and when I turned back to see if she waited for a reaction, she was a half block away. I continued my walk knowing we would meet again as she criss-crossed the streets, and I did them in line. Fifteen minutes later I was. Moreover, we van Burens are in the habit of keeping our own counsel. You, however, have grown so very dear to me over the years that I cannot withhold comfort.Perchance I did find that particular issue of the Journal lying about. A member of my domestic staff evidently receives it by subscription through the mails.My dear, I do believe this matter weighs all too heavily upon you. I recall very well Ruth's misadventures as a young maiden; how she would prefer the company of young ruffians to. I could feel my heart beating faster and I knew my pussy was getting wet.”C’mon,” Payal said, oblivious to what was going on, “let’s go dance!”"Would you like to?” I asked Roshni.”Of course,” she said, giving my thigh another squeeze.We left the bar and hit the dance floor. Once we were there things began getting hot and heavy almost immediately. In my keyed up state I had drank more beer than I was used to and I felt a little dizzy. Roshni first steadied me by placing an arm around my waist,.