I kissed the back of her neck and she shivered. Knifing my hands between her arms I slid my fingers inside the fabric of her bra, cupping the softness...of her breasts.Her shiver morphed to a tremor which was minor ... but still her first orgasm. Her proportions were larger than Kathy’s but smaller than Cassie’s. Emitting a kittenish sigh, she shrugged her shoulders as if she was trying to become smaller under the scrutiny of a stranger’s eyes. It was easy to unhook her bra strap from behind.. I was very curious how they would act when they came up empty. Very curious... My mind wandered, drifted, expanded, probed... I suddenly realized I had a jump sense of the Grotto. I could be there in an instant if I wanted. I had all the feedback that I needed for a jump. But instead of jumping, I just tried to do the mental equivalent of focus my eyes. My jump sense got more and more detailed by leaps and bounds. This was the first time anything like this had happened to me. I had a full. The knocks came much harder and much faster this time, with Ashley's urgency shining through. "Come in!" came a voice from somewhere deep within the entrance, and Ashley pushed the door open. It was an extravagant ballroom, with two stairs to either side which leads upstairs to a balcony, and doors at the left and right of the stairs. Dead center in the balcony stood a rich-looking man, wearing a tastefully old-fashioned suit, with a fine walking stick in his hand."Welcome, welcome!" he. It just stopped. No windows opening, no nothing. My brained reeled. What do I do? I looked up and down the street and back to the door in front of me. Suddenly it clicked open and I jumped back. It was dark inside. I stepped closer and before I knew it I was climbing in. All my thoughts were centered on who wold know where I was? How long before someone knew I was missing? The same voice from the phone, pierced my attenteion. “Relax, dear. No one is going to hurt you. My Master has a.