In the adjoining room a waiter offered them a glass of Champagne. Kim saw his eyes taking in her nakedness, and she felt a renewed thrill. The audienc... who had just witnessed her performance began to drift into the room to join them and she was again exposed to their even closer scrutiny, something she had to admit that was now becoming accustomed too, although the whole experience still continued to excite her.After everyone had had the opportunity to congratulate and speak to her Berlusconi. "Oh Angel, you are a manipulativelittle thing, but in such a cute way. Hmm.. lets change things around,stand up and take your lovely sweater off." Y.. yes Mistress," I say, with a sigh, getting myself off the couch andstanding before her.My sweater has already ridden up over my hips, and hers has too... I cansee the intoxicating flash of my mistresses blue panties, between her darkstocking thighs. I pause staring at the glimpse, my hands gripping the hemof the sweater. Mistress grins and tugs. “Start talking!” Elyse ordered when we got into my car.“There isn’t really much to say. After a year at the monastery, she concluded she didn’t belong there, and chose to leave rather than take her vows. She plans to register for classes at UofC. If you remember, she didn’t leave school, she simply dropped her classes.”“You know darn well it isn’t that simple! I read your journals and I know how you feel about her.”“And yet, all I did was hold her hand.”“All you did? Seriously? You wrote in. Come on! Relax and enjoy.’ Billy resisted but I finally got her to come out for a time. After a few minutes, she relaxed and began to mix with those she knew. I watched her with pleasure and pride until I began to question myself. Why would I feel pride? She was not my wife any more. She was simply helping me with a party. I was confused and suddenly uneasy. I moved back inside to the bar there and fixed a strong scotch and water. I took it over to the couch and sat down by myself to think. As.