Yep this was reality. Then I had to admit to myself if this were a dream Sam wouldn’t be here. I heard Sam speak, “You know what Jay. I’m gettin... a little thirsty. How about you two?” My eyes didn’t leave Jeanette’s form. I barely felt myself nod. “You heard them ‘Slave’. Get our hosts something to drink.” I watched as Jeanette walked into my kitchen and shortly come back with three glasses of water in her hands. She handed us each a drink. I looked over at Amanda to see that she was watching. They were in the communal kitchen. Pierre had the makings for eggs benedict, Josh's favorite breakfast food, but he was prepared to fill just about any order. He and Grace were talking.It was kind of Nicole to order enough food for the party to feed the homeless, Grace said.Pierre chuckled. I wonder if they'll be able to handle the rich food we'll serve them?Hah! To live the way they do, they've got to have cast-iron stomachs.You're excited about tonight, aren't you?Yes. Are you sure you're. When we parted we set the date for my massage for three days hence, a Saturday afternoon. She said that she didn’t have a massage table of her own so I should just lay down some cushions and blankets on the floor and to have a small pillow handy for my head. When we said goodbye she squeezed my hand and kissed me on the cheek.----I had the floor all ready when she arrived with her bag of goodies. She looked beautiful...barefoot with blue jean cutoffs and her smallish, braless titties poking. And we just sat there... his dady ddick deep in me. he was so nice. he asked how i was. and then he kissed me. it was the best kiss ever. and he said look at the moon and the waves... it was real romantic. fianlly he started lifting me up and down. he was fucking me. we did it like this for a long time, but then he said he wanted to do it with me laying down and him on top. he likes to be in control! he said. without pulling out he picked me up and carried me to the bed. he layed me down him on.