Do you think I should?" That's definitely step one. Today's Thursday. Your next karate class is Saturday morning, right?" Yep." I'll drive down and ta...e you to class, and you can talk to the instructor afterward. And one more thing. Good job not fighting back physically. I know it's pretty tempting, but if you do that, it'll make things worse."January 14, 1984I sat through Seamus' thirty-minute class, as I'd done many times before. Even though I had no background in martial arts myself, I'd. I'd used the money my Father left for mewhen he died to put down a good deposit and could pay all my bills but onlyjust so I needed a housemate. Jeff moved out a few months ago after hiscompany promoted him and moved him to HQ which was miles away. I startedinterviewing people but so far, they had all been unsuitable. I wasbeginning to despair!Jordan turned up 10 minutes early dressed in a smart suit. He was cleanshaven, smelled clean and was very friendly from the start. I offered him acup of. 'Should have worn black, for my Mistress, ' I thought, but when I woke up that morning I had no idea this was how the day would turn out! I dropped to my knees in a dream, bent forwards, flipping up my skirt and pushing out my bottom. I gulped as I felt Em approach, hearing her breathing, feeling the skirt being lifted higher, above my waist. Her fingers hooked into my knickers and whisked them down."Hmmm ... not a single mark on that lilywhite arse..." her voice had that sexy growl that always. But everything seemed normal as he asked me what I had been doing with myself for the summer. I fucked your wife. I decided that wouldn’t be wise of me to say at the moment.Luckily, I heard Brenda coming down the hall, shouting instructions to the k**s. I also could hear her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. I loved (and still love) that sound. It instantly got me excited. Brenda said hello as she came in the room. She smiled but gave no indication of anything else. She looked.