"So I had to in order to wash mine. And now they're waiting their turn in the dryer," she explained."God, sorry!" I said realizing I had forgotten to ...do that. It had always been a rule, and one of my own chores to ensure I did my own laundry. Not that I minded doing that as I didn't. Especially as I didn't have to then explain the inordinate amount of used hankies I kept putting in there. It was that very thought which caused me to look over towards the folding table, and sure enough, there. I set the history on your browserand you didn't realise, so I know what you have been doing on the net.What I would like though, is for you to write down your fantasies andthen perhaps we can work something out" Look I can't help it, it was something I was born with, I've been likethis since I was a kid. I can't write it down it would seem daft, if youknow what I've been looking at on the net can't you take it from there" Mistress" mistress, sorry" OK, well, start with you wearing what I tell. For the first time in my life, I noticed that hips are a very sexy part of females. However, at that time, I got scared and started apologizing. “sorry ma’m, I didn’t see you stopping”. She said it’s ok, you don’t have to apologize. But tell me why is your thing so hard? She used the word thing instead of saying cock. I said “no reason mam. It is always like that”. Then she looked me in the eye and asked me, don’t lie to me. I know that it is not always hard.Tell me honestly, Did i make it. The room was so cluttered Mel hardly bothered tidying it anymore; occasionally vacuuming the carpet when it looked like small animals could be living in it. “I think that’s them.” Clarkie announced when he spotted his bounty next to a pile of music CD’s. “Are you sure?” She asked; beating him to the discs and picking them up to examine them before he got the chance. Slightly agitated he grunted, “Yes, that looks like them.” “Hmmm” she snorted and wrinkled her cute nose, “are you sure?.