Then I said"IIIIIIIIIII!" and he answered," Now that hurt,... old Jer it seems like I can not take control of yourmind because you freed me but I migh... be able get you calmed downcontrolling what you feel, that is mainly chemical you know."I felt myself calm down and looking at the strange man made me feelcomfortable and safe. "Who are you, and what did you just do?" The manlooking at me nodded smiled and said," Call me Gil and I am a wizard, I was imprisoned asleep in that rock for5,238 years. .Because he wasn't sure what else to do, he sipped courage from his glass. Part of him wanted to run, but curiosity tagged in and started wailing on panic when her fresh, non-designer scent roused appealing memories.He certainly wouldn't have minded running into her again. But here? Now what?"That's right, carry on as if you're alone," she encouraged. "Pretend to admire the frescoes."He marveled at her cool control of the situation. Just like my birthday, when she lay on top of my back and told. Every taste of her is a blessing; every touch from her is a gift. I embarrass myself as tears roll down my face.Unlike the mother whose abuse caused me to run away, she stops me and kisses the tears from my face."Does my little boy love me?" Yes Mistress."How could I not love her? She has freed me.Clothes are a prison that no longer confines me. I have worn none since the day she took me. Ignorance no longer enslaves me as she has taught me how to speak and how to think. What is freedom to die. How hard I was when I thought of this. He told me he got her undressed and to bed and that night I had a lovely wank re running the pictures of lovely Sue wetting herself and me licking it all off her stockings and panties.a week or so later my friend Ray brought Sue to ours for dinner. Sue worn a tight knee length skirt and a nice patterned blouse. She worn light coloured stockings or tights I couldn’t tell. She sat opposite me after the meal on our large settee . Her figure looked lovely in.