" When her eyes rose from the paper again, there was definite moisture in their corners. She blinked twice, gulped once and lowered her eyes to the ne...t question."Is there any special method you use to masturbate?" No Ma'am, I normally lightly stroke Jr., while I think about how much I long to show her my love." Are you able to bring on an erection at will?" she asked, with her voice trailing off in what sounded like a low moan."Yes Ma'am, I can do that," I replied and closed my eyes, picturing. He and his wife continued to stare as thesmoke revealed a short, stubby man in a purple vest. A pair ofelaborate puffy pants and a matching turban completed his outfit."Ah!" the little man said. "The sun! At long last!" He turned towardMark. "And you, good sir! You must be my new master! Salutations to youand your kin!" said the smiling figure with a warm, booming voice."This can't be," Mark defiantly stated. Jessica rubbed her eyes indisbelief."Ah, but it is so, my dear Master. You have. Back in college David was a good friend of mine, he was always full of jokes and his eyes sparkled with secrets. But I often wondered at the insecurity that his jokes were meant to cover. David’s Asian features were rather feminine and accentuated by his long raven hair that flowed around his soft features. One day David sat down to have a talk with me. He took my hand gently in his, and a look of insecurity and even fear came about his features. “Christa,” he said, “I have something to tell. Then Connie stood and gathered her bags, ‘Nice seeing you, Dan. I enjoyed our little chat.’ ‘Likewise, Connie, maybe I’ll see you around.’ She crossed in front of me, walked past a woman sitting a few feet from me and sat down again. I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Connie extracted a pad from one of her bags and wrote a note, passing it to the woman sitting between us. The woman tapped my arm and held out the note. I recognised her straight away. ‘Hi, Sherry,’ I said, ‘I was sorry.