"I wish I had my pants with me," I said."You do?" Her tone was surprised, upset. "Why?"I gathered my skirts and slid off of the swing. "Because," I...said. Iturned, looked at her, and fluttered my eyelashes.She looked disappointed. "Well," she said softly, "I mean, I don't mindyou in pants. It was just fun having you in skirts today." And I had fun in skirts," I said. "It's just that I wasn't expectingto be in skirts. I wasn't prepared." Well," she said, "I mean, I thought about asking. As they walked out of the coffee shop, Bob held his hand aloft as he flagged a passing black cab, the black cab stopped and he practically dragged Frankie inside, indicating to the driver where they were going and clicking the privacy screen in place he pulled Frankie into his arms as his mouth met hers their tongues flicking against each other, his hand up her skirt ‘fuck you are not wearing my trophy, what am I going to take from you this week’ he grinned.Frankie didn’t answer him, just. ” “Really! I never heard you complain about my “dirty little mouth” when I’m giving you a blowjob. In fact, as I recall, you were saying my mouth felt amazing.” “And soon enough I’m going to be saying it again!” “You think so do you?” I sassed. “I know so!” With that Greg grabbed me and threw me up over his shoulder. My bottom was completely exposed to the night air. Greg slid his hand up my thigh and right between my legs. His fingers pressed again pussy and his thumb wrapped around my. " And with that she held out a beautiful gold collar. Maybe a? inch thick, it was beautiful. But at the same time it was scarylooking. Gigi simply let it dangle in her fingers as She smiled atAmber. Amber thought and thought. This was of course the reason shecame to Mistress in the first place. This was what she sought. Loweringher head, she knelt at Mistresses feet and placed her hands behind herback. "This girl wished to be Your's. To be owned. To obey. That isthis girl's.