I am to all intents and purposes completely straight, except to the very few who know. Hope you enjoy this as much I have putting it all down... (al... names changed etc)Briefly about me, 26, in a professional position, UK and looking for the right man. I'm 5' 9", usually keeping to just under 9 stone through running. I'm not your 'god's gift' but I do like my bum and legs. Me and Sarah, a friend of mine were chatting in my room at Uni late on a Saturday night after having been out and we. Please leave the bra off," I begged."If I were to do that you could see my nipples through the costume, it is so thin," she said with that little wicked smile that always drives me crazy. "Besides what would your sister think if I went dressed like that?" Yeah right, you know my sister. She will be dressed to impress and you know it," I reminded her."OK you win. I will take it off," she said.She gave in way too easily and I realized that the little minx had been waiting on me to ask her. I. ” Dutch fiddled with his hat some more. But his eyes never left Moe’s. “What do you mean?” “You want me to spell it out for you?” Dutch’s jaw tightened. “Maybe you should, Moe.” “All right. There were four people at that house. One is dead and one is in the hospital. That leaves two unaccounted for. Is it getting any clearer, Dutch?” “Kitty’s got nothing to do with it.” “Says who?” “Says me, that’s who.” “I wonder if the police will feel the same way, Dutch.” Dutch’s hands tightened into. The Patrician shook his head in disbelief, "Such speed in a toy, what would it be like in a real chariot? It would rival Mercury himself" I gestured to him to follow me out into his courtyard, where a modified chariot was waiting. My slaves had been well trained in using the steam engine and were ready to drive the Patrician around in the courtyard.With trepidation he climbed onto the platform of the chariot, he asked, "You're sure this is safe?" I climbed onto the platform and nodded.I pointed.