Alison slid the phone’s screen along and another photo filled the screen. He now had both her tits in his large black hands, and they were kissing. ...heir mouths locked in a passionate mesh of lips and tongues, their eyes closed, savouring the illicit moment of each others’ bodies. They must have set the camera function on a timer, unless there was someone else in the room? “How do I look, honey?” she whispered. “Oh, Alison, for fuck’s sake, Alison, what can I say?” I was choking on lust. I was. He was murmuring in his sleep, though his breathing remained steady; I kissed his head and began to stroke his hair again. Then I realised what had brought me round, his arm lay across me and his hand cupped my buttock, my nightie had ridden up, so it was the feel of his hand on my naked flesh that felt different. He stirred at my touch, nuzzling his head further into my cleavage. The shoulder strap of my nightie had slid off, his movement pushed the material down and now I felt the warmth of. But I could use the signal as well to tell her I needed her to submit. I’d never used it before.“Tiger, have you packed yet?”“Nearly everything, master.”“You are to retrieve anything you absolutely must have for the next week from your suitcase and give it to Kate. Your toothbrush, shampoo, medicine—anything you cannot possibly do without. I can’t think of any clothes that you can’t do without, but if there is something, give it to Kate. Do you understand?”“Yes, Master,” she whispered. She. "No, he's not feeling well. We can go to the pub tonight if you like?" Because I relied on lifts to get me to and from rehearsal I didn't often get to go to the pub. It was hardly appropriate to take a child to a pub on a school night. So if a chance arose I grabbed it with both hands. "That would be awesome, if you don't need to get back," I said. "No, Andy's looking after the kids," she said. My phone beeped and I opened the message without thinking. I'd gone into autopilot after today. .