” I turn and see a comfy looking rocking chair in the dark corner of the room, and settle myself into it. Then, alone in the center of the frilly w...ite room, she begins to dance to a song we can barely hear. She’s her own partner; revolving with a sexy little swish of her ass in a tight circle. Her feet, small and tipped in purple paint, bend and flex and point and pivot. She holds her hands away from her body at first, yet they too are dancing; her wrists turn and her fingers (also purple. It was me and his friends (my brother wasn’t there thanks to God). We started playing spin the bottle and the bottle stopped at him and he was given the dare to kiss me in front of all.We both stood up close and facing each other. He asked me if I was ready for it and told that I didn’t have to do it if I didn’t wanted to. I told him that let’s just do a small one. And we kissed for like a sec or so. But they didn’t accepted it and told us to have a real kiss. He asked me again and I thought to. Behind him, on the bed is a shadowy figure that reminds him so much like the one from his imaginings. Could it be one and the same? He swings around to look at her.“Yes, I am the one you imagined,” the shadow says. “I am the one you have imagined each and every time you’ve take the Big Black into your ass.”“Who are you?” he asks, his voice trembling.“I am your master,” the shadow says. “Your loyalty is high, but it is not enough, not yet. You still have a ways to go and I am waiting.”Marshall’s. ”“Really?” I sighed, “I’ll make sure I don’t have tea round your house.”“Clogged arteries, too much fatty food,” she said, “He loved fatty food.”“I’m sorry, do I need to know this?” I asked.“Big fat pot belly, he was so fat that on Saturday nights after Match of the Day I had to kneel down so he could get it in me from behind, “ she said, “When he could get it up at all, which wasn’t often, he used to like that Helga on ‘Allo ‘Allo, when she wore a corset and suspenders, or was it Herr Flick,.