So what if I am?"as he ran his hand lightly over her knee. Then, to change the subject,he asked, "Hungry?"He led her to the dining table and they fea...ted at the elegant candlelittable. Although Simon spent most of the dinner waiting on Linda handand foot. The wine was superb and her glass was never empty. It wasalmost as if he actually was acting out the role of her maid.Each time he leaned in to pour wine or serve a dish she nuzzled his neckand whispered, "I think I like my perfume better. Drew would do it, despite being belittled, to see what Master would do to Janine and get back a little bit of his pride, if only vicariously. Penny was the simple one; she believed -- more or less correctly -- that all she had to do was give Master her undivided loyalty and obedience."That explains why I'm not touching your cervix, I guess," Master mused. Drew flinched. "So, Andrew, how's her orgasmic response?" Okay, I guess..." Drew muttered; undoubtedly, it had been some time since he'd seen. She buzzed me in and waswaiting at her door when I reached the top of the stairs. She wore onlygarter belt, stockings, stiletto sandals, and a floor-length sheer black peignoir. She was exquisite, head to toe. Her eyes danced and she flashed an alluring smile."Hi again, Sugar," she purred. "Welcome b..." I cut her off with a straight arm to her chest. My momentum carried her backwards, across the tiny studio apartment. To her credit,she kept her balance beautifully in those skyscraper stilts,. ’ Anxious to quell the misery, Jennifer obediently drank the tea and Rose helped her to sit on one of the double beds. ‘Feeling better?’, Rose asked. ‘Yes … thank you … now I remember why I gave up drinking … not really worth all the torment associated with it! And, you’re right, my head is feeling better … thanks again.’ Rose laughed, ‘No problem … really … I know what you mean … I had to give up smoking years ago … and every once in a while, I still want a cigarette. But, thank goodness we.