Does she...." I cut him short "no, she doesn't know I'm showing you, it's just between you and me, just a bit of fun" "Oh my! You sir are a naughty bo...y" Robin went back through the pics, scrutinizing each one."I like this one the best" He turned the tablet so I could see better, It was that last pic, the one with her face showing."My favourite too, that and the all fours one" "Oh yes I know what you mean, she looks amazing on all fours" We spent the next hour talking about beth, robin asking. How’ve you been?” Charlene asked. “I thought you were working for Brown-Bovari.” “I did, for about a year, and then decided ‘screw it’. My dad died, and I inherited enough cash to live on for a few years, so I decided I had to give full-time playing a try. So, for the past three years, that’s all I’ve been doing. I am not getting rich, but I’m not starving, and I’m a Hell of a lot happier than I was in that cubicle. What have you been up to?” “Oh, I’m working for a little local firm, doing. “Start with gentle kisses,” I was commanded. I was delighted to comply. I set about my task with enthusiasm. After several minutes Mistress asked me to concentrate close to where her bottom met her thighs. I was so very close to Mistress I could see and smell her arousal which in turn increased my own. Mistress held her buttocks open. “Now you can properly worship me. Start by licking around my ring and then kiss my hole.”I had never done this before and hesitated. “Worship your Mistress,” I. In fact, more than a few of Deanna’s relatives commented on how happy she was with me, as opposed to when she was with Robbie, much to my shock and hers. Perhaps they just assumed that it was love, because modern, Western culture has trouble with the idea of a mercenary marriage and often considers it bizarre or perverse. Never mind that the majority of their ancestors did it all the time. Never mind that much of humanity does it even now and doesn’t appear to suffer too much from it.“Come.