Her black, tailed coat framed her delicious body perfectly. Silver buckled shoes covered her feet and her hair, always short and lustrous shone in the...light of the chandeliers. Our ‘wedding’ was not as grand as Lady Chatterton’s. We did indeed have a ceremony of sorts. Mistress Pickles solemnised our union with a blessing that made tears run again down my cheeks. At her speech’s conclusion, Maria lifted my veil and, before all, kissed me most passionately. Loud applause greeted this. There was. . Looking at my face in the mirror I noted a little dryness (no doubt from my earlier shave, god how I hate that ritual, you girls don't know how lucky you are!), no worry I thought out with the moisturiser. As I opened the lid though I found that the ingredients had settled out. No doubt due to sitting against a hot radiator all day, no amount of mixing would thicken it up. Then a lovely kinky thought struck, I would have to add an extra ingredient to thicken it up a bit. Being into natural. As I was putting the flower on her I could smell her sensuous perfume. Her hair was gorgeous and her lips were covered with a shiny lip gloss. After some more compliments from the both of us Rachel grabbed my arm as I led her to my car. “So, where are we going?” Rachel asked.“You’ll see, it’s a surprise,” I replied. “I can’t believe I’m taking my teacher out on a date.”“Oh please, that was like ten years ago, but hey, if that’s what turns you on,” she replied in a very playful tone. When. One was a computer guru and he put his whole company, all 190 of them, on to nothing but deciphering the code and finding who was sending the emails.Roderick was surprised when the cops knocked on his door, even more surprised that he was led away in handcuffs. He was looking at two years and he sang like a bird, throwing J.J. under the bus to save his own ass. He ended up with intense probation for three years, a $25,000 fine, and loss of his career. Apparently, there is a morals clause in all.