Colors suggestive of heat, fire. Too, the pantaloons fit more snugly than those Jasmine wore, and the halter was so thin as to be very slightly transl...cent. Leaving no doubt where those nipples were on her magnificent breasts.Her hair was not bound into a tail like Jasmine, either, though two similar bunches pulled it away from her face. Behind, it hung in gentle curls over her shoulders down to her lower back.There were two further - more significant - alterations. Of course a slave did not. Adrienne was around less so she could focus on finals, my parents were off vacationing in Europe, and when Margaret was gone, all I really had to look forward to was Damien. His sex sessions had certainly done what he'd promised. They'd filled me with an awakening of my sexual being that was easy to tap into during my work. He'd reminded me that my true sexual nature was being a submissive and allowing other men and women to use me like a disposable fucktoy, a cumdumpster, if you will. Every. ‘Just for the weekend…And THEN it’s back to normal…’ My eyes closed as I leaned in and my lips met hers. It had only been a few short hours, but my body had missed her touch. Our lips parted simultaneously, and our tongues danced around. I was locked in a tender, loving embrace with my daughter in the middle of a freezing cold lake. I took my right hand from her waist and moved it up her back side, up to the nape of her neck as I pulled her in tighter to me and kissed her even harder. She. " I said.Nin giggled, "I think Shane likes you, Jamie. I see how he looks atyou." Whaaaaat? He can't." Why not?" Because I'm a man for God's sake." Jamie, look in mirror. You don't look like man." Yeah, but he knows about me."Her eyebrows shot up and her mouth dropped open. "What?" While you were asleep he asked me if we were together."She looked at me, obviously puzzled. "We are together." Yes, but he meant were we lovers."Nin's eyes widened, she covered her mouth with her hand and.