A note advised me to try it on in case there was a problem withthe fit, but if it was OK I should take it off again and hang it upcarefully in the war...robe. I found it was a perfect fit. It was quiteshort, but long enough to conceal my stocking-tops. It looked vaguely likea doll's dress somehow; pink with some white lace. It wasn't exactly whatI would have chosen for a more or less formal occasion. But obviously itwas what Mummy wanted me to wear. The package also included a pair ofmatching. Sara had become a bit desensitized and the surprise was wearing off. She felt like she could be candid. “I’ll be honest, I wasn’t thinking that I would have anal sex…this time.” She smiled. “That is fine, but then, is there anything in particular you were looking for? The more information you can provide, the more we can make your visit meet all your expectations.” “Well,” she stammered a bit, “someone masculine, but gentle and erotic. My husband is really great but, well, I envisioned a. And with her burst of contempt over, she left it to her Boss to carry on. The beauty is, it’s such a elegant form of justice, and so-oo self-regulating continued Frank. If a truck is say, ? full then your bum will be firmly bent over the side of the truck, but not as tightly strained as will be, if it’s empty. And the thing about being caned is; the more your skin is tightened, the more it hurts; a cane on a upright bum is a stinging shock but you’ll cope. Have your head in. .” I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to do something, anything, to make her feel better. But I couldn’t.“I spend all night flirting and drinking with you - what did I think was going to happen?” She was beginning to cry in earnest now, silent sobs that made her shoulders shake. “As soon as I started feeling something for you I should have kept my distance. But what did I do instead? Get you drunk and jump you!”Alexis ... liked me? This was totally flooring me. A lifetime of avoiding and never.