She then pulls me up to Her and W/we french kiss deeply andpassionately for what seems like hours. She then gets up and grabs my hand and leads me to ...the bedroom, and myheart jumps with joy knowing full well what is coming next. When W/we getto the edge of the bed, W/we kiss again for a long time and I feelMistresses hands caresses my skirt and rear and I moan for her. She thenhas me kneel again, telling me to get her clitty hard for her, which Iquickly and lovingly do with glee. When She is. I don’t run.“Good morning Lissa. May I escort you to breakfast?”“Yes, you most certainly may,” Lissa smiled.I offered my hand. She took it, pulled it around her. We walked to breakfast with my arm wrapped around her and with her hand on my butt.Breakfast this morning was being cooked for everybody by Mrs. Smith. She was a very good cook, albeit an extremely unattractive one. She had a ton of French toast waiting for the campers who came swarming into the clubhouse. The kids loved it and I must. Thus, in a mercenary sense, you put up with his affairs because he generates a large income for you.”“It’s not quite that cut and dried, nor that cold and calculating. There are some other reasons I can’t discuss.”“But what about your daughters? I can tell you’re nothing like you describe them.”“We’re almost to the hotel. I’ll explain more later, but the essence of it is Robert has forced both of them into the image he wanted and I’ve been unwilling to stand up to him about it.”“But. Was trying to get me to get you a Jaguar that was in the system. He said you needed a fancy car like that, or a Mercedes like Frank has. I told him that you were pretty plain Jane when it came to cars and liked your Impala. He kept saying that the second in line for the whole service should be driving something fancy." Hank, check on what John drives. I know it's in the system. I'll bet he drives something like a box with four wheels. Either that or the D.C. boys have him riding with a driver..