Once again, I found myself impressed at how he could look so dignified in a suit coat and button up shirt while wearing jeans and cowboy boots. “The...door…”I motioned towards him, embarrassment paired with arousal heating my cheeks.“We’ll leave it open for now, Kitten, so you can enjoy the breeze. It’s a lovely day.”“Someone might...”I was finding it hard to form full sentences, let alone thoughts, as my drug induced high began to take hold, nor did it help that his eyes, now that I could see. ..of it…during…” My cock twitched and started to swell. This could be really bad right here, a lecture on the hazards and risks etc. But instead, with a superior look in her eye, she looked me straight in the face and said “During sex is that it?” I responded with “Yes I…” She broke in and said “It is OK, do you ever shave your whole body or just here, your penis and scrotum?” Now I am starting to sweat, my heart rate started going up I began to feel the blood pumping in my chest. She must. I think I noticed something in her demeanor changed from that moment..as she looked at me, studying me a bit, with her spittle dripping from my nose, my lips, smeared on my forehead a bit, from my chin. She still had that playful gleam in her eyes that she had right from the first, but now something a little harder, like it was not going to be easier to do what Master wanted her to do...my just taking her spittle abuse like that without lifting a finger to stop it or wipe it from my face or. My dad was right in the mix. I remember he wore some mid calf, grey business suit w/jacket, tan stockings and black heels. i remember this because he practiced dressing days before the show. he wore some makeup and a wig. not very passable, but not many of the men were. i was mesmerized by the sights i was seeing. needless to say, soon thereafter, i was trying on my moms undies, nylons and shoes. My mom wore these white women's orthopedic shoes with a chunky heel to work, and when she wasn't.