" Oh, yes, sure," I said. "Nice to see you." I was being properly polite, but probably not thrillingly so. She smiled. She was a pretty wench, I thoug...t, as I tried to organize my thoughts."So, you come here much?" she said. I shrugged"Yeah, I guess you'd call me a regular," I said. "You?" A couple of times a month, I guess. To unwind, you know," she said. "Your wife with you?" she looked around as if scanning the crowd for her. I snorted. She picked up on it."Not a good subject?" she said. I. ” “Finally, and this is the same answer I gave you for the Carrie issue, if you think you might be satisfied having a slave then take her and let your instincts decide how you use her. She’s already told you that her only real desire is to be yours. If you want her then the answer is simple. Take her and just let things develop as you wish. Actually, this could be a good thing. You would have someone to focus all of your prurient desires on and that should leave you freer to work your skills. What to do? I was thinking to myself when my mum opened the door in walked the girl of my dreams. Heidi had just heard I was back and had raced over to see me, she was now a very sexy girl who had developed nicely and was more than popular with all the boys. We spent the next couple of hours catching up and mucking around like long lost pals do. Then she popped the question, the one I should've said no to but didn't have the heart. She was invited to a fancy dress party that some older kids. She clambered out of the bed and stood beside it saying, “what are these?” And pointing at her titties, hidden under her nighty. I said “titties, everyone knows that!” and she said, “but you don’t have them, now do you?” which was true, men don’t. She said, “As I was a big lad now and old enough since my birthday, I was to take off her nighty, and I could see the other differences!” I stood and as she holding up her arms for me, I lifted off the pink silky thing taking it off over her head. I.