It was still early. When she asked me if I would stay with her for the night, I told her that I would. That put a smile on her face. She told me that ...he worse part of being homeless is the loneliness . Nobody to hang with or talk to. She told me she wanted to hang out for a while. Just sit there naked, watch television and talk. I was having a good time listening to her. By now she had quite the buzz on and was funny. She was totally relaxed.After about ninety minutes or so, our conversation. Then, as she felt satisfied she pulled me up again and we changed a long and deep kiss. At the same time she grabbed my pride again and rubbed along my shaft until she felt it starting to move in her hand. “Oh, it seems like you are ready to cum for mummy, sweetheart.” She said and I think my eyes were glittering that moment. “But it’s not the time mummy wants you to cum. Mummy has another surprise for her little boy.” Her voice had become that certain mistress sound again and I fought with. She's already been on-line and booked an open ended airline ticket and I don't even need to look at the destination... it's always the same, as it has been for the last five years and it would be pointless attempting to stop her.She seems quite relaxed this time, I guess she knows exactly what to expect by now but I'm sure he will have some surprises ready for her, he always has. We never speak his name and if she refers to him at all it's the 'Master'. An understated euphemism for a guy who. 'She entered the dining room from the kitchen carrying two bowls of stewon her tray along with fresh bread and large mugs of Klah.The cot holder was busy off to the side talking to the beast man inhushed voices.As she started to leave the younger rider gently took hold of her hand."A moment please," he said. "I am K'tril of the Eastern Weyr of Between.And you are?" he asked though Dorgamoth had already supplied her name."L, Lotti," she lowered her eyes as she answered."Stay close Lotti,.