One we all make from time to time, one that usually ends in angry looks, or a slap in the face, or merely a sigh. The brain thinks: I can take another...one of these strokes, of these blows, of whatever the specific action at the time is called, but the body says: this will actually do. Mind you, I do know the ways of my body, and I did know I had to find a way out of this situation I had manoeuvred myself in, and that the only way to do that was with another pretended itch. However, I had not. ? She came over to where I still knelt and kissed me on the cheek and said,? Thank you for your part in the demonstration too Tricia.? I could have not been less sincere when I told her, ? You’re welcome Mistress.? While they were eating their breakfast, Mary told me, ? By the way Tricia, you looked lovely last night when you were topless, I think you no longer need to wear a bra with padding.? I told her, ? Thank you Mistress.? For the rest of the day I wore only my nightie with no. He asked if there were any embellishments we wanted on the rings. Neither us could think of any and left it to him to determine. My biggest requirement was that the rings be useable for stamping wax seals, for letters or official documents.On our way to the bank, Mrs. Mendoza wanted to know what the Latin phrase meant. I smiled at Anna when she told them it meant: ‘Dare to Dream, Reach for the Unreachable’.At the bank, I introduced everyone to Levi before telling him I wanted Anna to have. While he was caring this region, I was trying to imagine the next part of his massage. Where would it be? Below my waist and lower belly? God! I couldn’t imagine anything more. My sex-starved cunt was creaming with a fresh supply of cunt juice. It was paining. I was dreaming if I could get a massage right till there. “Oh, Boy!! Do it!! Do it till there. It’s just for the sake of a massage – so don’t feel shy…”No, I was certainly not bold enough to utter these things in reality. Instead, I was.