I was breathless with anticipation, wondering if he was going to accept. I thought about my mother and Arthur. How had their courtship gone? How did m...y mother know that Arthur was the one for her? I knew their marriage wasn’t one of convenience and that there was true love there. I saw that when Arthur contracted with Martin Turner to service my mother in his stead. If that isn’t true love, then what is? And now, I was poised to make my own decision. I knew what I felt in my heart but I was. What are her hands doing when you touch her different ways? Are her legs tensing? How is her breathing changing? How are her moans or other noises changing? Take note of what motions you are doing correctly.Once you have noticed certain motions and movements that she seems to respond to, start applying more pressure. This is the part where it starts to get tricky. Some women like pressure right on the clitoris, some like two fingers (like a V) on either side of the clitoris, some like your. " I know. I'll just have to wash them by hand. So it might take a bit longer and you'll just have to stay here until they are all cleaned, dried and ironed."This idea was definitely beginning to grow on me.STRIPPINGOff I went to the shower, stripped off my filthy outer clothes and handed them to Julie round the bathroom door, so that she didn't see me standing there in just my underpants. Julie went off with my clothes; presumably to start washing them while I busied myself by first stripping. I make him wear his red lace panties and his pretty soft red panty hose. I have a special dress that I allow him to wear for special occasions. Tonight will be a special night. I tell him how to dress and then I change into my long flowing black silk robe. I sit at my vanity table brushing my long red hair while I patiently wait for my bitch to come to me. I hear him enter my room and I slowly turn on my chair to see him in all his glory. Mmmmm he is perfect! He has his red panty hose and the.