“Even worse than that, my husband, my sweet loving husband who I love so dearly, I did something even worse than say I love you.” “You meant it,...didn’t you?” “That is what is worse, Dan, that is how I betrayed our wedding vows. I tried to hold back, wanted to hold back, wanted so much not to do and say those words. I felt them, lived those words for the night with Greg, and the words just came out. I said I love you to Greg. That I said it in the heat of passion doesn’t matter; that I said them. When you both graduated, you found out she was heading to the west coast to try living in California, while you were heading to New York. You said your goodbyes and, mostly jokingly, told her that if she was ever in the area, she should look you up. You haven't seen her for about three years now. You kept in touch via e-mail for a few months after college, but those eventually died off as the two of you got wrapped up in your lives. Your graphic design job kept you quite busy and Anna had some. . I was very turned on. I put on my skirt, tights, and a little pink top, and my heels. I looked in the mirror, and damn I looked good. I hardly recognized myself. We went to house party, and it was very weird wearing heels, but I did manage. There was a bunch of people there and I was a little surprised how many people I knew, that didn't know who I was. I was really getting into my girl motif and was kinda checking out some of the guys. I wasn't gay but just the way some of them was looking. ." He raised an eyebrowat my name."Davina.....why don't you introduce yourself to your new.....Master......on your knees," she commanded.I carefully attempted to go to my knees before him which was quitedifficult in the hobble dress but he stopped me."My dear this will never do," he chuckled....the perfect gentlemen.Moving behind me he loosened the posture collar and then undoing thepadlock unzipped my dress. I shivered as it slipped from me but not fromthe cold, just the fact I now felt even.