It was just idle banter, but I thoroughly appreciated it,again I was just trying to embrace my kink and her conversationsdefinitely helped.After a bri...ef hiatus of about a week, I got an email from her whichread:Hi Sweetie,I am sending out an early preview to a select group of my readers. Ithink you'll like it from what I know about you ??, and I really hadfun writing it. Let me know what you think! And remember follow allthe rules!Kisses,Mistress DyviaI was overjoyed! An early preview was an. The thrill of making love to her while she told him in heated excitement about fucking her past lovers drove Tom wild with fevered passion."Yes," she confirmed."How old were you?" he asked."None of your business," Lynn told him defensively."What, in your teens?" Tom poked at her."I was still in high school, if you must know, darling husband," she told him, "... and he was twenty." How many times did you fuck him?" Tom wondered and asked."Many... too many to count," she revealed.Tom looked at. They sat across from each other, smiling politely and thanked the waiter as he brought them some water and menus. Mia gave the menu a glance, a teasing smile forming on her face and looked up at Richard."Hey, you know, I could probably beat you at a drinking contest." She said jokingly, showing him the special offers on shots as part of the restaurant's opening menu. They were both comfortable with each other after spending the day together and Richard gave her an amused look."No way you can. On the signal, the match began, and the teams flew into the air. Or in Imogen's case, at least she tried to fly into the air. Imogen was no more than a few feet above the ground, the toes of her bare feet tickled by the long cool grass of the meadow as she attempted to control her broom."Hey! The broom's not working!" Imogen shouted up at the nearest Weasley, Ron."Nor will it," he replied, "not until it senses you've improved enough for it to trust you to go higher. It's a training broom,.