For, she truly was a part of him. How could he create something that was not his? If you are the creator, then, are you not the possessor as well? If ...er entire existence was based on your existence, then was she not the cause of you? And if so, then was she not yours? When Prince first looked into her eyes (and what interesting eyes they were) he saw himself. Not as others would see him, had anyone else but his goat ever seen him on his planet, but as he saw himself. When one looks into. Upon your return we have fresh champagne and the second act begins. When the lights lower we savor the champagne as your fingers begin to slip beneath my shirt. My nipples are so sensitive and you know just how hard to pull! Your pretty little feet curl behind my legs and your hand begins to stoke my cock. To my surprise you open you fur and reveal your totally naked except for stockings and high heels!!! At the same time you have opened my trousers and my cock is being stroked while you. We watched an amateur company put on a performance of “My fair lady” but it had to be said that mother nature stole the show as a huge thunderstorm played itself out in the bay.The drive home was very tiring for Wishes, it had been a long day for us both and night driving can especially tiring when it’s all new to you. By the time we got back to the A30 Wishes was flagging so we swapped seats and I drove us the rest of the way home with Wishes sleeping beside of me.Tuesday morning it was. Chris had clearly changed her mind about the NO SEX tonight ruleas she turned to me and ordered, "Slut, go get into your slut outfit.Be quick about it! We'll be waiting right here." A while back, Chrison one of our DATE NIGHT weekends had taken me on a humiliatingshopping trip where she bought my slave girl outfit. A little Frenchmaid outfit with a very short skirt; wig; a matching bra, panties andgarter belt set; high heeled shoes and black mesh stockings; and acomplete make-up kit composed.