"That's why she and Dad separated. Daphne used to get impatient with her and so did I to an extent. I was never sharp with her just a bit bossy." He s...iled. "She was a loving and caring mother and I love her to bits but there's absolutely no reason for you to feel the same way."Her hand found the back of his neck. "Thank you, Chris. There's no reason that I can't show her affection and respect though." None at all nor should she expect any more. After all it's we two who are in love with each. Difficult, because he was probably the last person she wanted comfort from right now.“I know Saul has talked to you,” he said. “You agreed to be his concubine, which isn’t the same as being his wife. You’ve had the training as well. It’s important that you make the change. Not changing can be dangerous for you.”Still she didn’t react. That wasn’t good. If they didn’t start, they’d never finish, and Craig suspected that the longer she sat there, the worse it would be for her. He stood up,. She was wearing a little white bra top and skintight white bootcuttrousers. I tried not to stare but a brief scan showed she could not have a stitch on underneath, nor the merest sprouting of a pube, or in those trousers it would have shown. She came and gave me a kiss, which for the first time ever was on thelips. I wondered what the hell was going on. Her tits were spilling out of the little bra top, with her mane of blonde hair. Her clear blue eyes locked into mine and there could be no. We passed a Clothing store that had a beautiful sundress in the widow and I wanted to look at it. It was very nice but poorly made so we browsed. I soon found a flimsy little black top that I just lusted for. It was very thin, looped around my head and tied in the back. There was a thin sparkling 4" chain between my boobs that held 2 flaps of fabric about 10 inches wide that went down to my hips. I loved the open back and the fact that you could see all of my cleavage and get peeks of side and.