”“Seven it is.” Emily said. She shifted coquettishly before me and blushed again. “Um, is it fancy drinks? Like, what should I wear?”“I’... sure I can trust you to choose something appropriate.” I said, reaching out with a hand and cupping her cheek gently. Emily looked at me me with wide, surprised eyes but then she leaned into my palm - closing her eyes to mere slits. I stroked her cheek with my thumb. “But it doesn’t matter in the end - does it?”“No.” Emily said, soft and accepting.“Good. They will all treat it as perfectly normal."He walks off the platform to take up her leash."Down on all fours little pet. Any you will be staying that way until until tell you differently.She goes down onto the floor like a good little puppy. Even shakes her ass a little."Yes master. What are we going to do?"He walks her to the platform and point so she climbs up it. Taking the leash off."You will stay on this platform. Now strip for master."She freezes. Face going bright red."Here? In. Mom har type ke kapde pehan ti thi jese ki saree,salwar,jeans etc.Par jab se dad ki death ho gayi tab se mom ne regular yoga and meditation karna band kar diya tha aur kabhi jab man kare tabhi thoda bohot yoga kar leti thi.Ab dad ke death ko 5 sal ho gaye the aur me aur mom ek sath hi ek bedroom me sote the.Mere man me mom ke bare me koi bure khayal nahi the lekin college me dost ladkiyon ke bare me sex ki bate karte the aur porn movies share karna ye sab chalta rehta tha.Mera ek close friend. “Who’s this?” she asked.“Kay, this is Jack. I just met him last week.”“How’re you doing?” I said.I had a big smile on my face and Kay asked, “What’s the grin for?”“Your name reminded of an old story. Back in the late 1940s, a pair of song writers in California decided to play a joke on some record producers and disc jockeys. They wrote a song and got it recorded by a well-known local band. The name of the song was, ‘If You See Kay’. People all over the area started calling radio stations and.