I want to see where this goes, but I think we need to do some planning. One, while I am not totally inexperienced, I need some time to edge myself bac... into a relationship. I am not as fragile as I was yesterday, but I still need to do this slowly. I still need to talk to the head-doc and make sure I don't have some kind of melt down coming. I am not broken or anything, I don't think, but I am pretty sure I am a little bent. Also, I am aware how limited your experience is. I feel like we could. The evening was a movie until BD went to bed and we started to get the couch bed out for the night. I knew my hopes of a repeat of the afternoon were slight but I could still feel my hard on growing as we got ready. Marie came out of the bathroom in a long tshirt and I couldn't tell what else, until she jumped into bed and I saw a flash of black panties. We picked a movie and started to watch, she seemed into it whereas I still cannot remember the movie because I was focused on the curve of. As I opened it, I pulled out a card, it simply said, “My Office.” Its meaning was clear, and I asked Dick if I could have the room, he looked at me a moment then left the room. Then Adam stated the room was secure.A quick look around, and yes, how I could have failed to notice before? There were all the clues that it was! Dick had over the years he had been here had added his imprint to it all, but it was unmistakably Grandfather’s office. The ticker tape machine, out of the way, and almost. George and a team of slaves serve the first course. I sit at my Master's feet and start to sink all the way down on the floor so as to be out of sight for the dinner, but Master pulls on my leash and tells me to sit up.He says to me, and to all the guests at the table, "My slut is here to serve you also, so don't be shy, as he's very eager to be used, aren't you, slut?" Yes, Master."I am then passed around much like the dinner courses, as a slave holds my leash and walks me around the dinner.