No matter what he or she looks like now. I worry that it'll be a constantbattle against rebellious tendencies; at worst that I might actually bein dan...er from a submissive who turns violent..."Petronella's eyes grew wide. She couldn't imagine rebelling; not whensubmission had such sweet rewards. She longed for permission to speak, todeny the accusation... but it was not granted. Instead the Mistressspoke."Petronella, I need you to listen very carefully. Come: sit here at myfeet. Listen while I. I took my time, knowing that she could not suppress her curiosity. When I came out, Jennifer was nowhere to be seen. I looked around the lobby and peered out through the front windows, looking for her. Just as I was beginning to think I might have overdone the curiosity baiting, Jennifer walked quickly from the girl's loo and made a bee line to me. “What new project?” she demanded again, threading her arm through mine and hanging on tightly. As we walked out I began to explain. “You know how. I was alone and immediately was approached by a good-looking big pitch-black guy. He asked if I wanted something to drink and led me to the bar. At every step his huge cock swung back and forth, which did not seem to disturb him. He put one of his great hands on my butt, to guide me in the right direction. When we had our drink, he looked me straight in the eye and simply said, Tom. I introduced myself also. He did not hesitate and gave me a kiss, I gladly replied that Tembo had just left me. He questioned her about her change of mood and when she just shrugged he offered to cheer her up and quickly kissed her then ran away down the beach jumping up and down and hollering for her to follow which she did. It didn’t take much for Ginger to catch him and when she did he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, hard. At first she was laughing and kissing him back but as his movements became more insistent she became quiet then more resistant to his advances. His hands seemed to be.