.Just tell her no. Enough. Game's over.This was a punishment, she remembered, so Mistress Brianna might pushhim a little further, but....then it would...be over and he could getback to his job and never play dress up again.He....It was the first time he'd used that pronoun in a while....Only....At the back of his mind......A soft whisper......"Don't stop."She looked in the mirror, wiping condensation away, and realized shehad said the words outloud.I just need to reassert my authority a little,. She loved that smell. It made her feel fresh and clean like right after a shower.Her sister and brother were away at some silly game. She has happy to be alone and have some peace and quiet. She loved them dearly but sometimes they could make her feel so vexed.“Thank goodness school is finished and I have the whole summer to be free!”That was her unspoken thought as she stretched out on the pretty beach towel with the family of flamingoes looking into the setting sun.She was wearing the pretty. "I swore, "You sons of a bitches! Laugh it up and you won't get invited to the wedding."That shut them the hell up (from what I had heard of Russian weddings, there were many days of massive drinking) since they feared my threat. I walked outside and saw Masha and Tatiana. I could tell that Masha was troubled.I walked up to them and asked, "Well something must be really bad if I don't get a kiss from my fiancée."Masha pressed herself against me, gave me a hell of a kiss, pulled away and said,. You need to ask me first.’ Now he looked crushed. ‘You don’t want to go? I mean, no, of course I should have asked. I thought… I thought you’d want to meet my family.’ ‘I want to go, I want to meet them, but you need to consult me first. And not 4 days before hand.’ He appeared so contrite, I softened and kissed his cheek. ‘Now tell me who will be there, what I need to wear and whether a gift is appropriate. I need to know these things before attending a party.’ It turned out to be a low-key.