Do you have a lighter? She knew them all of course, but this was part of the show. If you dress like a dominatrix, you simply must play the part. My c...stume was a bounty hunter, complete with tequila filled squirt guns that dangled off of the leather belt I had loosely around my hips. My leather tights were sliced down the hips, thighs, all the way to my ankles. I had a black, lacy bra on top that was barely concealed underneath a short leather jacket. My hair was curled into beachy waves,. But I hope that you can be all rightwith me needing time to be sure of myself. My struggle has left meisolated so long, I am not sure how to even approach sharing withsomeone else."She rose from her chair, and gave him a hug and said, "You are very muchlike my Beloved. Take all the time you need. I can wait for you." Theyshared a very gentle, trembling kiss, and Walter retired to his room tosleep, and to dream.The next day, he asked her to show him something from her people, and sothey went in. After I'd serve him drinks he would sit me down on the couch next to him and put his arm around my shoulder. Sometimes he would push me head down onto his hard cock and I would suck him as he pulled my skirt up and played with my ass. Whenever he did this I knew that he wanted to fuck me and he would fuck me right then and there on the couch. As I've said, he was quickly learning that I was his sissy slut. One night he decided to test me. I brought him his drink and he pulled me down next. “Are you a Christian, Gerald?” Well, Gerald had never thought about it much. His family sometimes went to church, especially on Christmas and Easter, so he supposed he was. But the man gently explained about Jesus being the Christ and offering to forgive the sins of anyone who accepted him into their life. All they had to do was confess and believe, and they would be forgiven.It happened that Gerald was struggling with a bit of a guilty conscience. When they were in the Witches Gulch he’d been.