You’d laugh like Albert does, if you saw my body without clothes.”“You remind me of myself, before I met Lucien. Would you believe, I’m not we...ring a bra or panties?”“OH-REALLY? Tell me, what happened when you met Lucien?”“He gave me this sexy body, and he and I haven’t stopped fucking in public since.”“He-gave-you-that-sexy-body? How?“I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “If you’ll get rid of Albert for about thirty minutes, I’ll show you how it’s done. But, I have to warn you - as soon as. No little slut is worthy of clothing," said Mistress D.Knowing she was not to speak, Celina first pulled off her red dress shirt up over her head, laid it on the glossy marble floor, then she sat on the floor and removed her white sneakers, placed them on top of her shirt and lifted her butt up a few inches to pull her jeans down. She sat back down on the cold stone, finished taking her pants off and placed them in the pile as well. Once finished undressing, she returned to the kneeling. We where fucking for a while until my fuck buddy and his friend knocked on the door. the four of us decided to stay at the security's apartment for a while to drink. While drinking, I asked them to tie me up for some bdsm so my fuck buddy took out this harness and cuffs and hanged me blindfolded outside the door of the apartment. They took some pictures of me while hanging and they left me there for a while and went back inside to drink while i'm hanging outside humiliated. I'm getting really. We parted.Our messaging continued and drew us closer. We also met occasionally and I helped her find a new home, also with a lot of other stuff over time. Our closeness kept growing and I became fond of her. The feeling was mutual. I used to keep looking at her while she often asked what I am looking at. I replied negative, but she sensed my fondness.The day came when she had to go back to get her divorce formalities done. She cried a lot that day. I supported her and assured her of being there.