The fireworks weren't the only sound echoing from the hills; Lisa did her best to match the BOOM in volume, if not pitch. I automatically picked her u... and held her as she started crying.Once again, I felt the goddess touch me that day. I had never really cared for a child in my life; the few times I had met my nieces and nephews hardly counted, but I automatically spoke quietly and stroked the crying child as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Perhaps caring for a frightened child. She’s not tall, but the man seemed even smaller. He was wearing an old brown suit over a fawn pullover and white shirt. His hair was ruffled and his eyes were hidden behind thick brown rimmed spectacles. He looked just like an absent minded college professor! Angela and I locked eyes in a simultaneous but silent ‘What’s going on here?’ look. Then I had an even bigger surprise when they went straight over to Astrid’s office door, knocked and disappeared inside! After they’d been in about thirty. Most the time he was her strong, loving, caring, sadistic Master; while shewas his adoring, caring, masochistic slave. However, this was not always theway their relationship was because there were times when she was his caring,cruel, sadistic Owner; while he was her adoring masochistic pet. It took themsome time to come to grips with these new roles, but at this point they werefinally enjoying the creativity and new opportunities that this afforded them.What follows is the story of one such. She knew what I wanted and did a great job in no time. She did not have to ask what it was for, she even hinted at a bit of knowledge. I let that pass, with her holding a razor this was not the time or place.Still, I could not help but wonder if some experience would have made tonight better. My husband had plenty of experience. Well, maybe he had enough for both of us.We talked about what Bop heard. She told me that after my first scream of pain, boys were suddenly not interesting. But she.