I shake my head trying to disslodge the thoughts of him lying beside me, In a small cramped tent but i can't. "Yeah here will do fine i say through a ...agged cough, As i try to clear my head. It's nearlly dusk. The light is fading between the green canopies of the trees as the sun starts to set and a insect buzzes nearby. "i'll go collect some firewood then while you set up the tent" . I wander away swamped by a million thoughts. One of which is how im going to be able to cope with him tonight. Darrien slipped his arm around her should. The young man that had been her escort during the early part of the pageant served a round of drinks. Babbs took notice how built and attractive he was. Mr. Darrien pulled her closer to him breaking her line of thought. "You can call me Mr. D if you wish. All my close friends do." he whispered in her ear.A calm had come over her replacing the low voltage electricity that had been going through her body for the last few hours. Cuddled in Mr. D's arms,. I slept in my clothes, on her bed, and she took a sleeping pill, and passed out. The next morning she hugged me some more, and then she suddenly kissed me on the mouth, in a funny way like she had never done before. Her mouth was open, and I felt her tongue inside my mouth. The day was tough, because we had to entertain relatives and friends who came by to pay their respects, and my mom was crying most of the day, and she insisted on holding my hand most of the day too. She wouldn't let me get. It wasn't out of preference, it had just never come up. But when I met Derrick, I was hooked. Not just on the sex, but on him as a person. Derrick was charming and funny. In the bedroom, he was a bit of a different person, and that took some adjustment. My submissive side was forced to take center stage and sometimes it was a bit difficult, but I found a way to embrace it. Derrick, for all intents and purposes, made me his bitch. He loved to stretch me with his fingers, lick me anywhere he.