“Anything, Master.” As I say those words, a clear image comes to mind of what that barrier might be; of what it would take to truly make myself as...vulnerable to him as I have ever been, but before I can say it myself, he beats me to it. “Then tonight, my sweet submissive, your cunt is going to accept my fist.” With that, his cock plunges in my mouth once again. He fucks it with abandon as I gag and drool. “Hands behind your back,” he orders, and I quickly pull them from my cunt and ass and. It was strange being alone with a much older man. His silver hair and imposing figure reminded her of her own father. He looked like a wrestler. She was only a petite brunette, a short distance sprinter. I shouldn’t feel weird. He’s never been unprofessional. What she was very concerned about was her lack of panties under her shorts. It’s times like these I wish I had a working washing machine in my dorm."Bend over," he said. His gravely voice echoed through the gymnasium.Alice tied her hair. I dropped my business bag and whirling around I cupped her face in my hands and tenderly kissed her. The jostling passengers were bumping into us so I took her hand and led her to the edge of the crowd.Anita was attractively dressed in a knee length gown, her hair framing her smiling face, her head tilted slightly as she smiled at me."This is better than sex over the phone," she whispered and her smile widened as she recalled the phone conversation with me when I was in St. Paul.I smiled but. So soon I had on some lip gloss, a touch ofpowder, and eye shadow. I had to admit it did make an improvement, eventhough I had thought Allison had looked pretty good without it.The hospital had lent us a cane, and I felt strong enough to use it togo to the kitchen and help my "mom" make breakfast. We had finished andwere cleaning up when the doorbell rang. Allison's mom went to get it,and it turned out to be Lisa and Nicky, who apparently were long-timefriends of Allison. Allison's mom let them.