I wash them and sterilise them and arrangethem neatly in their special case, which Lisa keepsbeside her bed. I am happy to be of service to her.And th...n sometimes we play the Watching Game which Lisaloves. She loves it because it is teasing andtantalizing, because it confirms our mistress/slaverelationship. It goes like this. First I strip down tomy panties. Then I have to sit on the Punishment Chairwhich is placed facing Lisa’s bed. Ah! the PunishmentChair. This is a straight legged,. . I like when you're teasing me to love" I actually had to answer "no! because you're a slut, and rightly so!" but I preferred to keep quiet or risk losing it and suffer in me, crying, like the time with my own eyes I saw her in the bathroom of the restaurant while anti was at work with a big cock in her mouth, another that pumped from behind and another that if he was taking with him before her as she watched, or club where he was surrounded by a grupetto of youngsters who take turns covering. Our arms and and hands were all over each other passionately as we kissed, the heat was steaming off our bodies as we threw all of our clothes off and threw caution to the wind.Oliver was five foot 10, spikey light brown hair, brown blue eyes, the cheekiest smile you ever saw, and had unshaven stubble on his chin as well.Oliver took me by the hand and we walked into the shower room and he turned one of the showers on and pushed me under it until I was soaking wet from head to toe. I saw that. He had to laugh because in his view the fun of traveling on the train seeing all the people and the houses and the farms and tree flashing by on both sides was so much better than being in the middle of a bunch of fluffy clouds.Now he was parked on a side spur not doing much of anything because the new trains didn't even have a caboose to act like a happy tail to the rolling train. He thought that day was coming when they stopped putting the railroad man in his carriage for all the long trips..