We ate and talked. She had never been married and didn’t have any active men friends. We left the restaurant and started back. The sky was getting b...ack with a storm in the making. I asked if she would like to go to my house to watch the storm. We'd just got in the garage and the door shut when the lights went out. We just lost our electrical power. We went inside and sat on the couch and watched the storm. After a while I put my arm around her and gave a little hug and a small kiss. The. The thought makes her feel very sorry for herself,but the burning need to urinate impels her to call out for hersnake-in-the-grass roommate and new mistress, knowing that another day ofservitude is just beginning. ?Mistress? Mistress Fiona? Please come? I have touh you know go to the toilet? Please hurry?? she calls out loudly, swallowingwhat?s left of her pride. In amoment her kinky brunette keeper is standing there over her, already dressed ina shiny black leotard and stretch pants,. We unloaded the van and got settled in. There were two master suites in this house. Katie and Leah moved their stuff into the larger one. It had a stand-up shower, large jacuzzi tub and a bed that would fit the four of us if we didn't mind being friendly (which we didn't).To have enough room, Melinda and I set our stuff in the other suite, which was a little smaller, but that didn't matter. We'd probably all be hopping from bed to bed all weekend anyway.Melinda and Leah began unpacking our. Women tend to really like Enrique Iglesias and I don't think that Anna Kournikova, the Russian beauty was gonna pick me over him, even if it is just for a one time thing. Throughout the game we trashed talked each other. Mine weren't really insults, they were more sexual innuendos which she didn't seem to mind, maybe she liked the attention I was giving her body. I did slightly better this time, but not much. She still beat me 2-0, both games being 6-4 to her. For her being a bad tennis player.