Mrs. Whitcomb served lemonade. It was then that my chance occurred. Rose, she of the auburn tresses, happened onto the porch. I rose and greeted her, ...nviting her to sit for a while. She agreed to sit. We talked and I could see an intensity in her eyes that I had come to recognize. Her visit was not at all chance."Rose, I think it is not all chance which brought you here," I said.She looked around. We were the only people on the porch and though in sight of others and therefore not alone, we. I feel he also loves long hair and we laughed.She then looked me in the eyes and said I am a bit unusual as Ialways love to control my men, have you been controlled befor .I said I would love you to control me as I find you and your hairsuch a turn on.She smiled and said good now follow me and we went in to one of herbed rooms .We embraced and she said take off your clothes and come over to thebed and lie down . She put a pillow under my bottom and then tied medown with my legs over the end of. Climbing a ladder to the loft was not impossible, but close to it, and he just didn't feel up to that task.Jesse had been asleep for sometime. He was plumb tuckered out from the long ride and the tension in the house upon his arrival, so it was the deep sleep of the truly exhausted. He didn't hear the barn door open, nor the slight noise of the stall door opening far enough to admit the small, barefoot figure.Jesse was having an erotic dream that captured all his sleeping attention. In his. However, he could not hear her. Suddenly he heard herasking: "new watch?" "Yes." Jim replied not wanting to upset her. "Why do you need a watch?" cupcake's voice came tohis ears. However, it was without any emotions? almost mechanical. "Mistress Laura wants me to have a schedule ofhumiliation." Jim replied? to his mother's delight. "What do you mean?" cupcake asked. "You'll see. Do you forgive me?" Jim asked lookingat her cage. "We'll see. Go to sleep. Tomorrow will be anotherday." Cupcake said.