The club owner had some girl he was trying to get next to, but his girlfriend was there to, so he asked me would I take his girlfriend home, so I told...him you know I’m riding my motorcycle. He said, it would be okay because she like riding a motorcycle. She was about 35 I wasn't attracted to her. So I guess he didn't feel threatened by me taking her home, so we left, she lived about 25 miles away from the club, and so we got to her house, Come in and have some coffee I said okay. She asked me. He knew that most of this was pretty new to her so he assured her they'd move as slowly as she needed but there were certain expectations to be met. The most immediate was the formal dinner where she'd have to attend to him. He told her that no one expected perfection from them since they were all just starting out and that he could already tell she'd do very well. But SHE expected perfection from herself and was determined to be perfect... for him. She glanced down a bit when he started. ‘I won!’, she announced as she walked in the door. ‘ That’s wonderful Mistress.’ I said. I was so proud of her. She exclaimed joyfully, ‘ Tomorrow I have the day off, we can finally go shopping.’ As much as I was looking forward to having something to wear besides this same old nightie, I had reservations about going shopping for women’s clothes. With my eye makeup, lipstick and painted nails, I would look like a freak to everyone who saw me. It was bad enough in the safety of home, but in. ‘Do you remember how you seduced me to make love to you for the very first time?’ she asked. Twenty years ago. I was working on my MBA at Wharton. She was in her first year at Penn Law and rented a Victorian house off campus that had a claw-foot tub. I had always mentioned that I wanted to recite Shakespeare’s love sonnets to her in that tub, but at least one of her three roommates were always around. I gave each of them $25 to go out for the night. I came over after the last one left the.