"I hope you don't mind" she said to me. looking at her, "I'm glad I came help" I replied. She noticed me looking at her partially open robe and lookin... down she could she a good deal of her cleavage. She looked back up at me, "I guess that was one chore you didn't mind doing" she said as she pulled her robe closed. I just smiled. "I'll get started" I said and was soon doing what I could on her list. The afternoon went by quickly and nearing early in the evening she called me in to ask if I. I reached for Dave's hand and placed it on my hip, then put my arm on is shoulder. I smiled a closed-mouth smile so my braces would not twinkle in the twilight. Dave figured out the rest. He turned beetroot red, and if I hadn't known better, I would have sworn he was counting in his mind 'one Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi ...' before he leaned down. He finally moved his head down towards mine, and our lips touched in the best moment of my life that far. I counted, the kiss. That's when I decided to try telling him mine. “I'm Elsie,” I said softly as I brought my other hand to my chest, trying to explain. “Elsie,” I said again. “What is your name?” I brought my hand again to his bare skin and slipped my fingers inside his open vest. His well-defined muscles were exposed, rippling over his chest and stomach. Only a small trail of dark hair traveled from his belly button down under his buck skin trousers. He looked at my hand and brought his own down to rest over. “Now just relax, this is how Mistress will reward you when you have done well.” She heard Mistress say softly. Pangs of burning shot into Rhiana’s mind as Mistress trailed a long-nailed index finger slowly down Rhiana’s abdomen. She realised that the pain was in her mind because she was expecting it, not because it was actually being administered. Still the trail left by the slowly moving finger burned her skin as she tried to anticipate its course. Rhiana writhed under Mistress’s fingernail as.