"But the answer willbe the same."He went down on one knee and asked, "Will you marry me?" Of course I will," she answered as her hand urged him to get...up. "Nowhug me and kiss me before I ruin my makeup."He got up, slipped the ring on her finger then kissed her. As shekissed back they heard some "aww"s around them. When they ate anddanced they talked about where and when they wanted to get married.Near the end of the evening she took off her shoe and moved her foot uphis leg. His smile. He lets me suck on his tongue, take it into my mouth, feel it inside. Let’s me slip mine into his mouth and rubs my tongue with his inside. He has even started gently closing his mouth and touching my tongue with his teeth. I love him! He gives and adjusts, paying attention to my likes and desires and making the effort to try to reciprocate for my pleasure. These are simple things for me but are complex and completely foreign to him. But he tries … for me.After some time of this, he drops his. I would love to see his face. I don’t think he will be happy. On my instructions, they are setting cameras that I can control at the front door, the garage, and the back gate. If someone else enters or tries to enter, we will know. I will show you Monday how to turn each camera off. I wish I had had one at the front door when Ben came earlier.”Beth and Heather both nodded. Heather said, “I want to pick up some clothes for the summer. What I have embarrasses me when I’m in public. Dad made me. But I would always remember this one as the place where I began a long adventure into sexual exploitation and servitude. Just entering the door of this particular bar makes my cock throb in memory and anticipation.It was a usual Friday night and I’d decided to go out and have a drink. I’m not as a rule a pub goer but at a loose end, or should that be with a loose end I decided to socialise and see what came up.The pub was a large city affair with numerous bars all overcrowded with the usual.