He sent me pictures of him with his partner dressed and naked. Now I was excited to the core.We both shared our likes and dislikes as well as my limit...s as a slave. After coming to an agreement we finally met. The story is my complete experience of that day. It goes as follows:The guy was 29 years old and his partner was his 45-year-old aunt. They both had threesome encounters with lesbian slaves but never with a male slave. So they were very excited as well.Now, as planned they both took rooms. "I am so proud of you," he whispered as he gently stroked her back."Why for Heaven's sake? All I did was run Jean into Pitsbury and bring her back for a decent lunch." Rubbish!" said James unconsciously tightening his hold on her. "You did all that but you also gave her and Libby moral support and, my sweet, love. Not the sort of love we have but supportive, caring love with no strings attached."Jenny snuggled even closer."Do you realise, darling, that we've only been here ten days?" Is that. That I understood, and she is right. I should have let you know I was behind you instead of doing what I did. Jon, I know you had me checked out and so does Myrna. She asked me to tell her about my past and some of the things I have been involved in. How the hell can I do that without breaking the oath I took? Most of what I did was top secret, and I am not allowed to talk about it to anyone. You know what I'm talking about, I am sure you took the same oath for your country. Jon, what can I do. I pick up the receiver. "Mac's ten minutes." The line goes dead before I can answer. I panic. I don't have time to change. I pull my jeans on and a jean shirt over my leotard. I pull into the lot. I look for the truck. I spot it in a dark corner. I walk in and see Pete. He points to the truck and gives me a sign of five minutes. I rush out to the truck. I open the door and see Amber in her usual pose. She has jeans on with a red silk top. I see her feet they are stretching the nylon that covers.