She looked up, hope blossoming in her face framed by brown, shoulder-length hair. We looked a lot alike, though her nose was a little bigger. She dres...sed the same as always—conservatively. That was surprising. Had she missed Master's conditioning somehow? Was she one of the Denialist that had fled to the countryside to live in communes free of technology and Master's commands? If the war wasn't going on, Master would not have tolerated those compounds existence for so long."Violet," she said.. I was just a bit startled by the picture. They’re wonderful photographs, but this one surprised me a bit, I suppose.”“Well, don’t look any further if that one upsets you. I’m afraid the rest of them are pictures taken during the opening weekend. Some of it is a bit heavy.”“It’s OK, really. Probably good therapy to see some everyday kinkiness.” For some reason, Jenny feels she can at least relax about her submissive responses with this woman. But isn’t that what Dommes are good at? Helping subs. Playing songs I ask her to dance it was sort of a fast dance and Damn this girl knew how to dirty dance she was rubbing that sexy ass up against me and putting her beautiful legs against I was rock hard & when she felt my stiff bone against her against her she got even wilder next song came up was a slow one I pulled her tight against me making sure my rock hard cock was pressing her as the song ended she flung her hair back & said lets get out of here and find a room we left the club I said. "It really isn't a very good poem." Peggy's chin dug into my chest as she whispered to me a few minutes later."I know." I whispered back. "But I bet you'd have liked it a lot more if we'd been having sex while I was reciting it." You could recite the phone book then and I'd like it." she giggled."Hmmm... have to try that some time."I lay there for about half an hour, listening as their breathing became softer and synchronizing with one another. And then I drifted off as well.We were all up and.