So a date and time was set.3 days later she and I met up and I got straight to the point, I opened with, “now that you are no longer collared or see...ng anyone, would you be interested in joining in with my slave and become my submissive, but before you answer, if you say No, there will be no hard feelings, if you say yes, then all 3 of us will need to sit down and openly discuss all aspects fully”. She looked into my eyes and grinned and said “yes I am happy to talk”.So from there we arranged. Sally was trying to demonstrate how to use a mouse, not an easy thing to do with only verbal instruction."Mr. Marcus, could you help us? You know a lot about computers, right?" Yes, Sally, I do." So could you show Ruthie how to use the mouse? I can't seem to explain it right." That's because it's better demonstrated than explained. Here, I'll show you."I pulled my chair to the right of Ruthie. We were both righties, and it was impossible for me to reach across my body and guide her right hand. It was only for a few moments, but created a lifetime of memories. Then she bent and slipped her panties down. Her breasts hung and swayed. I was entranced. She stood again, turned a quick three-sixty and stood there with her hands on her hips. My eyes tracked down from her pretty face to her glorious boobs then down over her belly and to the neatly trimmed pubic hair.It was a picture. A treat for my eyes and mind.Her childbearing had added curves, no doubt, but I saw a vibrant, authentic. She saw that his hair had thinned out and what was left had streaks of gray plus his beard was halfway there.“Can I buy you another beer?” he asked. He was huge. Well over six feet and weighed nearly four hundred pounds. But the way he used the pool stick, she noticed he was still agile.“That would be nice,” she smiled.“What is a girl like you doing up here in Barrow.”“I’m being interviewed the day after tomorrow for a data input job for the pipeline.”“I’d work the pipeline but my back won’t.