Unable to resist and as the lights were off I held her left hand with my right hand. My wife in an equally romantic mood placed her palms on mine and ...our fingers clutched around. For sometime we were like that. Then my wife whispered in my ears “Rajan you go to verandah. I have an idea. I want to talk.”I went to verandah followed by my wife and we talked in a low voice. My wife said “Listen to me carefully. We can make love in this house itself if we take a risk. We can have it in the terrace.. She oozed sisterly sympathy. ‘That must have been so horrible. Was it — I mean, was he the — er, were you still a –?’ ‘A virgin?’ Connie seemed taken aback at such a suggestion. ‘Jeez, Fran, you haven’t been listening. I told you I was eighteen, didn’t I?’ ‘Eighteen?’ echoed Fran. ‘But I was twenty when I first let a boy –‘ ‘Twenty?’ interrupted Connie incredulously. ‘Twenty?’ She shook her head in astonishment. ‘Fran, Fran,’ she said, ‘I’ve really got to like you over these last few weeks but. On your knees, NOW!? the word now was punctuatedwith the sharp crack of the cat o? nine tails across Kali?s ass. She was on herknees as soon as it was pulled away, with her head tilted back looking up ather master adoringly. Jessica had a perfect view of the scene before her. ?Master, may this unworthy slave touch you??pleaded the slave girl.?You may touch me, Slut.??Thank you Master.? And she truly sounded as thoughshe meant the gratitude she spoke. She wrapped both of her hands around. The waitress brought over our drinks and placed them on the table. She handed me a napkin and told me that it was from the gentleman at the bar, Him. I looked at the napkin and it read ‘ 25 Newburn Lane, 10 o’clock’. My heart started racing and I felt these little flutters in my stomach. It was only around the corner, so I decided why not. I made up some excuse of leaving early and got away without any questions asked. I walked around the corner passing a shadowed character. A few seconds.