They take you deeper into this erotic place of joy and control...Submerge yourself in thoughts of being obedient...Helpless...Aroused...Compliant...Go...od girl.You feel your body responding to every command...You feel yourself craving more commands...You need me to take control... So that you can be free...You need me to give orders... So you don't have to make those hard decisions...And with every order I give, you feel happier...And each time you obey, you feel proud...Keep reading...Keep. I just want to go home." Danny got into the taxi. He was 6'1. Much taller than Chloe, stocky built. You could clearly see he had very little interest in making an effort. He had not even bothered to dress up. It was an understatement to say that he had dressed down. He sat sighing, flaking out on the back seat. A White plain cap upon his forehead. A pink polo top and dark black tracksuit bottoms. His trainers on his feet completed the look of someone going down the pub rather than on a date.The. I began to gently massage herbreast.Mrs. Benson then led me over to her bunk, and sat down next to me. "Ithink that we could both use a little girl to girl love. That wouldhelp me get over my jealousy."A half an hour later we were both nearly naked, and sexually satisfied.Mrs. Benson said, "Well, I think I'm over my jealousy."She looked into my eyes and said, "We probably should discuss yoursexuality. Do you feel that you are a boy, or would you rather be agirl. However, after our fun. I pulled off my shirt and then took her shoes and socks off for her. Laying her back on the bed, I kissed her on the lips. "You're so beautiful, Elizabeth," I told her.She smiled at me and ran her hand through my curly hair and said, "I love you." She then leaned forward for further kissing. I stuck my tongue into her mouth and felt her respond to it with her own tongue. Reaching up with my hands, I fondled her breasts again, squeezing them and moving them so much that her whole body moved.