It was still confusing her, but she could at least voice her need. “Do I really have to wait to see you, My Lord? Can’t you take me now?”«“Wh...t did I just say?”»“I understand, My Lord. I will try to be patient.” Now more tears were coming, but they were accompanied by great wracking sobs. I had remade her into a weak, needy slave to me, to her lust for me. But I was now demanding that she be impossibly strong. It was tearing her apart.«“No Cindi, you will not ‘try’ to be patient, you will be. I didn't want to show her up, but didn't want to walk out in that suit, so I put my other bathing suit on top of that one, and went back out to the pool deck. She saw me, as I walked over to explain, and she just screamed. Everyone was quiet at her outburst. When I tried to explain, she said that she wanted to see the problem. At that point, everyone had stopped, and watched, as I dropped my bathing suit. I was glad that it was me, and not someone else that had less comfort with their body.The. He wasn’t threatening in any way but he was a tall guy and had this habit of adjusting his cock in his shorts as he spoke. We chatted about home in Britain and then he wandered off. I commented to Kate about his fiddling and she said she was sure he had an erection! I stood up to see where he went and saw him about 300 yards up the beach standing and talking to Dave. He shook his hands as though he knew him and they chatted as they stood and also kept looking into the dune where I. Look. Can I come up to the hall later, and we'll talk?" "Of course, darling." Something of her old coquettishness glimmered through the anxiety; she brushed my lapel with her hands. "But you must promise to behave yourself, darling. Remember, we're not married yet."Nor ever will be, I thought, unless you really do love me, and can forgive my fault. For the first time I prayed that she did."Look, Griselda," I said later, when we were ensconced on the sofa in her drawing room, before a.