Different, but good. I can't say I was more nervous, or more excited. It was the first time I was going to meet my Mistress. I have seen her pictures,...but meeting her in real, actually seeing her for the first time, I was scared about what I was walking into. Being already late, I didn't waste any more time. Got out of my car, and went straight towards her main door. It was a huge, beautiful house. Miss Ally must be wealthy, I thought. I took a final deep breath and rang the bell. Nobody. So instead he had been given a laptop on which he could reply to the e-mails he received from Jeremy, and the folks from Aventon and the lad’s in the squadron. He also tried to reply to letters and cards he received from grateful family members of the men who had been in the wadi, but he never really felt comfortable about it, feeling embarrassed.By now he was familiar with the routine and was no longer embarrassed about bed baths or answering nature’s call. He still felt intense pain from his. The security guard swept her body again with the metal detector, this time around focusing his attention on her breasts and crotch. He even touched her nipples with it, making them stand under her thin shirt.When he lowered it in front of her legs, he could clearly see where the metal was detected. As he moved the ending closer, Lilly spread her legs a bit invitingly. He moved the detector between her thighs, and it buzzed intensely. Her compliance made him bolder, and he touched the instrument. He switched from one breast to another at random time as if unable to decide which one gave him more pleasure.Anjali: You’re so slow and loving even though this is our first time and you are desperate to have intercourse with me… I wish my husband was like you.Vinod: Every man is different Anjali, if you wanted to be loved in another way you should talk to your husband. Anyway can’t blame him… it needs a man with great will power like mine to control the excitement with you lying naked.And both.