I feel so out of place, wearing a plain strapless white dress that shows a good part of my legs. Jasper tells me to remove my clothes, or else I won�...t be able to see mistress… I obey lifting my dress as fast as I can. I drop to my knees, eyes staring to the golden rug. I check if I got the position right, hands on my lap, legs slightly spread and my head bowed.=== 10h15 ===Jasper tells me to remain in this position, while he informs my mistress that I am here. I hear him walk away, not daring. "Charles, it is time for you to get up and at bury the miscreants." Looking up, Grandma Kira eclipsed the sun for me, it seemed that she had a handful of clothes which she deposited in my lap."Thanks", I muttered. She also had a shovel in her other hand. Not wanting to move I asked what she had planned on doing with the two survivors.She countered, "What are you going to do with the girl?" Honestly, I just wanted to keep the women from doing real harm to her, now I'm not sure. Most likely I. If we repeated it would it effect our relationship? Very unlikely. For most of that weekend we were at it like rabbits as we were both so turned on about what had happened. Joe was away all week and he arrived back on the Friday afternoon. He rang me at work to let me know that Dean had the pics from the bedroom session and was it OK to bring them over that evening? I readily agreed and that evening Dean arrived. We had a few drinks as we looked at the album Dean had provided. I loved the pics. "Sandra said quite insistently."Who wants me now?" Tony asked."I do of course." Sandra replied, as she grasped his arm and led him into the bedroom. She was looking really fantastic. Sandra had gone to great lengths in dressing to please him before he had arrived, although she knew that the clothes would not be on her body for long. She had spent over an hour in front of the mirror, finishing her make- up, then she had sat down to carefully slide the black silk stockings up her legs. She loved.