She had some questions about D/s which I was happy to answer. The first one, and one I have gotten quite a lot, is "How do I know if I am really a sub...issive or not?" she asked. This is a pretty common question and I tried to give her some simple advice on it.I told her that being a submissive isn't just kneeling in front of someone and fetching them a drink or something. Being a submissive is not something you DO, it's something you ARE. A true submissive had an innate desire... almost a. Past the branches and into the woods a trail of blue glowing goop leads. I walk over to it and wipe my finger in the grass, picking up some of the goo. The smell of it is very enticing and I give my finger a lick. Mmmmh I exclaim as I pull the finger from my mouth and let the slime slide down my throat, tastes just like grape jelly! I look off into the darkness where the luminescent goo leads, and I contemplate where it may lead. I ponder well Im no longer tired and might as well explore my new. It seemed to us as if we knew each other for long. I asked her if she has any boyfriend than she said never thought of as she never had enough time to think about…. I said its good to stay single than she said no we must have somebody who can share our privacy. I agreed but to an extent..We left at about 10:00 PM and since then I had feelings for her and I called her back at about 11:30 after my dinner. She said I was just about to call you and then we started talking and can’t believe that we. "Yeah? You should try handling both of them at the same time. Excuse me for a minute." Jamie, what are you talking about?" Jimmy, you promised me you wouldn't stick me back in the box, alone in the dark. But I can still serve that purpose for you. I'm not the ... what I was before, but I still love the dark stuff. Trust me, I can handle it, it won't hurt me. I'll just stick it away in case we ever need to use it." You can do that?"She laughed, "You could say I was born to do it." Okay," I said..