“M-M-May I… uh… she means ‘she’… uh… may she uh… May she eat some of this food?” He smiled at her and asked “Why?” It was so cut...e how she stammered and stumbled over words. “because she…” she started to say, but her cut her off. “You must address yourself as my object. You are my slave, remember?” She gave one tiny nod then continued. “Because your slave” She paused to let him interject if she said the wrong thing before she continued, “is very hungry. She didn’t eat anything sense yesterday. ‘I’ll do my best Judy’Over a cup of tea, we talked politely about our respective lives and she probed about my girlfriends and I about her married life which turned out to be a disappointment I found out. ‘Now Jason, how are you going to work your magic on my legs. Would it be ok I laid down on my reclining chair. I checked the chair and it did indeed recline flat. ‘Now, Jason I don’t want to embarrass you but tell me what clothes I need to take off’. I was in a flummox and went red. ‘There,. "For me, there is no frigid woman," she says. "There is a woman who doesn't want to give herself permission to have an orgasm. In our society, about 30 percent of women have orgasms during intercourse. Another 30 percent have orgasms with masturbation or with their lovers' touching their clitorises during intercourse. Then there is another 30 percent who have no orgasms or much difficulty having orgasms. Another five percent are so depressed or have some other problem that it is impossible for. "Well," she said to Carole in a rich contralto, "it's so nice to met you.Won't you please come in?" With that, she opened the door to the back roomand invited Carole to take a seat near to the operating table. Thoughcompletely ignored, Tom knew to follow Carole and stand quietly a few feetbehind her. After pleasantries, Ms. Grundy came around, stood before Tom who had beendressed in a short black skirt and a t-shirt for the occassion, and told himto strip. He hesitated, turned to look at.