Are those heels too high for you???No Master, but?? And I tell Him how one shoe seems to be too big and slops when I walk and how it might need heel ...grips and how the other shoe is too small and that my toes are curled up and Master sits listening until I run out of words. Then there is silence; Master is grinning at me knowingly and without a word about my shoes He instructs me to sit.He pours wine, allows me a cigarette, leashes me to the chair and asks how I feel about my ‘sophisticated’. “Oh please, yes! Harder! I’m cuming!” Jean gasped.I sucked hard on her clit and jammed a third finger into her. She bucked up an held there for what seemed like a long time. It was probably really only a matter of seconds, but her orgasm seemed to go on and on.When Jean relaxed enough to lower her hips back tothe bed, I crawled up her then sweat covered body and passionately kissed her until she started moaning again. Massaging her tits and stroking her pussy with my fingers helped her climb. Or you could choose to completely terminate this arrangement, though I sincerely hope not.”“Wow, you would take all of the loans? That’s like almost forty thousand dollars!”“Yes, and your duties would not be that much different than what you are doing right now”“Not much different?”“Yes, well, I would have complete say over what you wore in the apartment, like now, but if you are on the clock (weekends or full time), even if we went out for dinner, or a movie or something, or you were just. I planned on learning more about Blake from Tonya but when she cancelled her meeting with me I knew I had to take things into my own hands. Samson had told me that he would drop the forms off at the church but I knew that he would be out of town Saturday and that would be the perfect opportunity to fetch them myself. I didn’t have a clue of what I was going to say or what she would say to me but I had to see her. She had to know what she was doing to me. Here I was lusting after another mans.