My nipples were peeking out over the top of the demi-cups and the rest of me was pushed up trying to spill out jiggleing with each step I took. The bl...ouse was a tight fit and Robert hadn't allowed me to snap the blouse up all the way so I was flashing lots of cleavage and getting noticed by everybody we passed. The tag on the gold collar was hanging right between my tits with Robert's name real easy to read. The shiny gold tag said, "Robert" on one side and "Owned" on the other.I was led past. Janelle was neither slim and slender but she was not some pudgy or chubby woman either. She was one fine shaped, mature woman of 30 years old who still, “loved” him, and carried deep erotic, and even emotional passions within herself for Darrell. Janelle poured two glasses of wine. They smiled at one another and clinked their glasses and once they did the two of them sat back and relaxed as they watched the fires blaze. “I’m glad you’re here,” she said a minute later. “Janelle, I’m soooo happy. At 27, she was in factgorgeous to look at with legs that never ended on sky high heels but nottoday. Hair like the corn in the field, blowing in waves with the wind. Aface that made men walk into lampposts as they stared at her. A cleavagewhen visible that it was possible to get lost down for weeks. But nottoday. It was an annual thing that started just over 10 years ago.Something she thought of now as a duty but one that had to be done.Sarah had been the head girl of St Stephens ( With a ph. Her shop was located in Coral Gables, Florida and it wasn't what you'd think when you first went inside, but Lori had found that her serious customers really enjoyed the shop when they discovered what she had. Lori was a very sexual and very sensual woman and she'd long thought that if she'd be open and honest about the things that men and women were looking for when they set out to purchase lingerie, she'd be a raging success at what she was doing. She'd been so right that her success had.