Dried off and robed, she proceeded to make martinis for the two of us. Mrs. Marshall went on to tell me about how my college class mates probably don�...�t even know what a real martini is and went on to tell me the difference between shaken and stirred, gin and vodka, but always there was vermouth. She showed me how either variety was made and we clinked our glasses and went to sit at the kitchen table. “So, tell me, Will;” she started, “how’s college life? Still full of partying, sports life and. She now had four red marks above and below her breasts, she knew he wanted to strike her breasts properly and expected the next blow to fall on her sagging orbs, so bracing herself for the arrival she gasped, “thank you… sir!” He smiled, then with a flick of the wrist once again the leather struck her right thigh, surprised she grunted “five” and cried out in pain. Her body throbbed with discomfort where ever the lash had contacted her skin, tears were falling but she knew things could have. My ex-lover was the first to fuck me, and although he was gentle and a kind and loving person, he was, shall we say, not fulfilling enough. Despite being the same size as me, and the fact that I loved sucking him and making love to him in other ways, he could never quite please me the way I wanted. Maybe he didn’t like being in charge or on top, or maybe he had a complex about not being good enough, but either way when it came to fucking me, he had a hard time staying hard, and it was usually. " He's not alone," I reminded her."Okay, B," she said in a more serious tone, "timeout. I'm not here tofight you guys. We're on the same side, and there are things that need toget done." Leslie," I spoke up emphatically, "I think---" Faith," she corrected me."---it's high time we got some answers from you," I continued. "What'smore, I want them straight and simple. No more riddles or obscureallusions. After what you did, I believe we're entitled to the facts." Fine," she conceded, "but don't go.