C.’s Reagan National Airport. Kelvin Watson and his parents exited the business class section of the flight and went through customs. Once they clea...ed the security area, the five-foot-six-inch, one-hundred-thirty-five pound, man pulled out his iPhone 6 and requested an Uber. The three of them hefted their carry-on bags to waiting area. The kind, tall Pakistani driver placed each of their suitcases into the dark blue 2014 Chrysler 300. Kelvin’s father got into the front while he and his mom sat. Hello, ladies. Im Silas Darkmoon. I hope youre enjoying the Faire. He bowed. I smiled and giggled a little. Behind him, a large Ogre came up threateningly and I blinked. Oh, dont mind Burth, he wont hurt anyone, Silas said easily. Burgh crossed his arms, apparently waiting for us to finish. I nodded slowly, and Keri took the opportunity to give Mr. Darkmoon the letter. Ah, so youre here for business reasons? He asked, taking the letter and opening it expertly. Not exactly, I blurted. Keri. "I couldn't help it. I got up from my chair, oblivious to the discussion which was going on around me, and moved closer to his table to see what was on his hand. I still couldn't see anything. As I moved even closer, the man got up from his chair. I ended up standing so close to him that our heads almost touched, but I still couldn't see anything on his open hand."Then he put his arm around me and pulled me towards him. Our lips met. It was the kind of kiss which invites clichés. It took my. "Did I tell you you could sit again?" You ask harshly. "No. I'm sorry, Sir," I say, blushing from foot to head as I stand naked and exposed before you. I'm shy and you know that even though you've seen me naked a thousand times I am embarrassed standing there but that I will do it anyway because I want to please you. You take your time, moving your eyes slowly over me, enjoying the obvious mix of humiliation and arousal coursing through my body as I stand in front of you. "Hands at your sides.