Of course, we had plenty of provisions in the casino and the local stores so there was no shortage of food or fine spirits to keep us from getting bor...d.I was sitting in the buffet room of the largest casino which was strangely loaded with tasty entrees and great deserts served to an almost empty room of mostly local workers with no customers to tend for the duration. I noticed a table with a pair of the change girls looking out of sorts and sort of abandoned despite having plenty of food and. Mike leaned forward, placing his lips against the cold leather of her boots, their scent filling his nostrils as he kissed each boot in turn, making sure not to miss a single spot around the feet.Mike couldn't remember if he was meant to ask first or automatically kiss his Mistresses boots when he entered her presence. He had guessed at the doing it automatically and hoped for the best."Enough, sit up" came the voice from above. mike did as he was told and got his first true glimpse of the. "Stop." Finally, he saw what he was doing to her. He let go of her wrists and couldn't bring himself to look at her face as he moved to his side of the bed. A slow violin began Safetysuit's "What If" and Andre found himself singing along. "What if it makes you sad at me?" He sang in his deep, but smooth voice. Jessica felt the sound wash over her like the waves in the ocean, pleasant and graceful, yet at the same time dangerous and terrifying in the way they could so easily sweep you away. She. It wasn’t lust. It . . . it was ****. He ****d me!”That comment really pissed off her son. “****? I didn’t **** you! You were doing it with me. I could see your body moving. I was fucking you, but you were fucking me too. Don’t say you weren’t, Mom! You liked it as much as I did. Don’t ever say you didn’t like it!” As she looked at him, Vic could see tears rolling down her face cheeks. “Maybe . . . maybe I liked it just a little, but . . . but I shouldn’t have, honey. That’s not the.