I don't daremove. my bottom could be on fire at any moment instantly. Is Shelooking or communicating with the other Mistresses? Was my confessionok? i... think it was horribly embarrassing...i see Lorraine over there. i need to talk with Her alone. i amdesperate and She alone can get me out of this. i know She isn'thappy. She wants to leave here with me. i KNOW that. She is actingtough right now towards me just to show Mistress Joy She is anindependent Woman. But She's not really. We were very. He didn’t remove his belt when I entered the room, though. He pointed me to a seat in one of the leather chairs where he often read the newspaper. A coffee service sat on the table between the two chairs and he poured us each a cup.I sat and sipped the brew, wondering what was to come.“Son, how do you plan to support your family? Emily and your unborn son?” I choked on my coffee. I knew certainly that Emily could not be pregnant. Not by me. Not unless my fantasies had betrayed me.“I ... We’re. The girl was great at her job, she made all the tension leave Sheila’s body, and Sheila began to moan in pleasure without realizing that she was doing it. The girl embarked upon rubbing Sheila’s feet reaching the total involvement of each toe, and then up her calves, thighs, and finally she rubbed her back long and sensuously. The girl then began to rub Sheila’s shoulders and down each of her arms, extending the pleasure to each finger. Sheila whimpered in delight as her muscles relaxed and. “Baby, I think you know that your happiness has always been my most important goal. If it would be exciting for you then I would support it. Besides, if I was in the room then I couldn’t possibly get jealous and I know that your love for me is strong enough that you wouldn’t ever leave me for another man.” I paused for a moment and then looked over into her eyes. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that I would be willing to do that with you.” She didn’t say another word but pulled me over.