"I'll suppose it stillexcites you thinking about an erotic image like that, doesn't it?" Janeasked without betraying any emotion."I guess so, a little..." I conceded."But you say it was a one off, a lapse, so to speak. I believe you. Youshould probably know that I personally consider attention to detail tobe vitally important. I may be a young interior designer but I amsuccessful because I think of everything and I am exacting. I think Imay be the perfect boss for you to rebuild your career. When you are a slave it does not always pay to be a winner. The second heat was not due to start for another half-hour so the Master alternately walked and trotted us around the estate to keep us warm without tiring us. We were deep in the country far from prying eyes. The house was legally registered to an anonymous Swiss corporation but I suspected that one of the masters was the actual owner. In reality the chalets were converted portacabins set in a row alongside the barn where the. I noticed thegasman, whose name turned out to be Dennis, was happily looking atwhat she was showing and engaging her all the more in conversation. Dennis moved round thetable to get closer to something that Janet was showing him in thelocal paper and as she turned towards him to talk her skirt caught onthe chair and slid up her leg exposing some of her thigh, this wasn’tlost on Dennis he positioned himself so he had a good view of herbreasts and her legs. I saw the interest he was showing in. She wasvery out. She wore tee shirts that said ‘Danger…Dyke Crossing!’ amongother things. I had been feeling out my more submissive side, so I wasattracted to this strong womyn from the start. We started going outtogether with other friends but eventually we started meeting up just thetwo of us. We had been dating for a few weeks. We had already been tobed together and I enjoyed letting her take the lead. She would do smallthings like hold my hands up above my head while she kissed me or tell.