"As much as I desire to do so, I cannot commit to you — as a slave — when you are unsure. You know I am committed to you as a lover, even as your ...future wife. I cannot commit myself, my will to you when..."She looked me directly in the eye as she spoke that last part. She was not being cruel. She was, in a way, begging me to take this seriously, to be the total Master she could commit to."Forgive me for speaking so openly, but you asked."I was quiet, shamed by my own indecision. I had sensed. Er war 60, gut aussehend und dominant. Sie war zu ihm gezogen und so fing es an.Es war Samstag und er befahl ihr die high heels anzuziehen und einen leichten Mantel. Mehr nicht. Er öffnete die Tür und sie folgte. Er ging mit ihr zur Bushaltestelle. Es war eine belebte Linie und es standen bereits einige Leute an der Haltestelle. Er stellte sich hinter sie und griff ihr brutal zwichen die Schenkel, die sie sofort spreitzte, denn sie wusste sie hatte für ihn immer offen zu sein. Natürlich. When everything else failed, I used my last proven remedy. The rye whiskey slid down my gullet like the sword of swift justice. I half expected it to cause my last breath to pass my lips. Instead, a sense of smooth well-being swept over me and I had an urge to take another shot for good measure. Of course, I didn’t do it because I was still only desperate and not crazy like some of those renegade Indians jumping the so-called reservation to murder and mutilate the mostly defenseless settlers. I went in and checking messages in my mobile ….She knocked the door …. i saw her..My jaw dropped …. she wad nude infront of me …. i stood up and took her hand and pulled her on meShe bit her lips …. what a seductive look she gave me..i was mad at that timeShe pushed me to wall very hard and jumped on me …. i held her and she started kissing me very badly …. as it was her 1st time after 2yrs ….We both were kissing very badly …. exchanged saliva …. she bought chocolate cream and ate it and again.