He quickly looked up to answer “Fine.” Then looked back at his food as he ate, and another thing he asked himself “Why am I so hard?”After an ...awkwardly silent dinner he cleaned up as his mother went into the living room. When he finished cleaning he walked into the living room and sat on the couch next to his mom who was watching some cheesy horror movie on TV. After a few minutes she laid her head on his shoulder, he didn’t say anything just noticed that she smelled of strawberries. Then came. Taking it I breathed in thesmoke.....felt woozy and then collapsed on my back"Girls" he commandedSoon many hands were taking off the little I was wearing leaving metotally naked but without a care in the world!"Mmm as I thought....not a girl....and something the Red Queen would killto possess" he mused"We shall have to disguise you I think" he chuckled insetting the tube ofa completely different hookah between my lips.I sucked in the smoke and then lay back. I felt the strangest feelingwashing. To her pleasant surprise, it was Jeff who suggested the romantic little French bistro he'd always balked at in favor of steakhouses and fast food restaurants. Having taken four years of French in college, it seemed only natural that Alison order for the both of them. As she and the cute waiter flirted in French, Jeff sat smiling politely, unable to understand a single word they were saying. When the food finally came, she explained to Jeff what she'd ordered for him. Alison enjoyed herself. So I went on Craigslist and posted a very specific ad looking for a Master in the Casual Encounters section that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and dislikes and about a week later I got a response from Master. Our emails went back and forth and it was arranged that the following Saturday we'd connect. That Saturday came, I arrived at his place which was a medium sized, 2 floor house in a suburban neighbourhood. My first impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was.