” Ryan said from behind me.The evening started very much the same as the one with Mike and Pete, except that I was drinking some very nice wine. As ...he evening settled into a pattern I could have gone into the bathroom and squeezed the vibe out but I didn’t; why I didn’t I will never know because I just knew what Ryan was going to do to me. What was I thinking?Before long I’d forgotten about my embarrassment; and the dormant vibe in my pussy.After getting the guys about their fourth beer I. . and figure out my needs. What I need ... what Eddie found in me that I didn’t know about myself was that ... I need to dominate a guy. The sort of guy who doesn’t mind being whipped into shape.”“I’m her cuckold. That’s the deal. I submit to her, not vice versa. I’m not ashamed to say it. Why should I be? I’m an adult, making a decision for me and what I need, just as you did when you left the closet and embraced your homosexuality. I do what my Mistress, Mistress Jessica, tells me. She loves. I bought a house at Toorak purely as an investment. The proverbial real estate 'worst house in the best street' which subsequently turned out to be a terrible mistake. I had to take out two 'no docs' loans to finance it and I struggled for years to service those loans.Greg came to my new house for one of our routine consultations and was pretty impressed I had bought a house at Toorak but less than impressed with the condition it was in. It was barely liveable. He noticed the AC vents and. Cynthia was probably 50 or 55 but still sharp as a tack and knowledgeable about the new technologies. She worked as a high paid office temp, like Kelly Girl, but she normally took May to October off to enjoy life. She was married once and he had passed away long ago but apparently left her well taken care of, as well as the fact I think she was quite a saver at one time. She had told me before that once she reached 59 and a half where she could draw from her accounts with no penalty, she would.