“My sweet Cory, I know you act coy and uninterested, I know it’s just an act. While I don’t want a serious relationship, I do admit I hold you i...n a special place, and I know you do me as well. I’m married to my job, and THAT will not change. But you do create urges in me I want to explore. Just don’t think of anything as a declaration of love, although I do care for you deeply. Can you accept this? Cory, (she said my name again to be sure she had my attention) I will not, at any sober moment,. Youre smart, youll find it, but if you get lost, call Ol Jack, he can give you directions. Now get the fuck outa here, if they run me while youre here theyll hold you too! Go, and tell Everett what happened! I left, and got out o town as quickly as I could. I headed back the way we had come, and stopped at the first gas station and almost fell running for the pay phone in the booth at the edge of the lot. I got through to Perrin. Its Bill from Poughkeepsie! I shouted into the handset. He didnt. In an effort to take my mind off things, I stared at my Mistress's crotch and was profoundly pleased to discover that she was as aroused as I was."I think that's enough for now. We don't want you to break rule four so early in the proceedings, do we?"Rule four? What was rule four? I replayed her first instructions in my mind, '... you may not cum unless you are given permission.' I let go of myself as if I had been scalded. I groaned as I felt that terrible weakness that pervades you just as. Not fancy on the outside, but underneath I was. Underneath I wore a black push-up bra and black panties from Victoria’s Secret. Brand new Victoria’s Secret panties and bra. This, on our first date. He picked me up at seven o’clock and we went to Red Lobster for dinner. How he guessed I loved sea food is a mystery to me, because I never told him that. Afterwards, we went to Ginger’s Irish Pub on 7th Avenue, and drank shooters and beer. We shot pool. I never drink. But I do shoot pool. Growing.