You look positively edible in this navy blue suit and white button up shirt. All I can do is stand there gawking at you. “Well, hi there, gorgeous,�...�� you say with a smirk on your face. “Hello yourself,” I say, finally able to make a coherent sentence. “Shall we?” you motion to the door. I take your hand and we walk outside into a gorgeous summer night. “You look absolutely perfect,” you say, while gazing down at me. I flush and mutter a thank you to you. We get in your car and head to my. What I'm doing here has nothing to do with any of these sensible daytime pursuits. What I'm doing is gambling everything (yes, even my life) for a moment of ecstasy—the ecstasy of losing everything for nothing. Nothing, that is, but the thrill of absolute surrender.It’s sexual, to be sure, but not just physically; in fact, one would be hard-pressed to find any signs of physical arousal in my current state. I remember how some twenty minutes before, Master took the stocking I handed him, wrapped. She snuggled up to me and said, “Uncle Bill, there are lots of things about biology and reproduction that we just do not understand. Mom has avoided teaching us this, but we are sure we will need to know it to get into college.”“How right you are, little one (Wilma weighed about 80 pounds), and I will try to help you out.”As I opened the book, she moved closer, and Louann got up and sat on the other side. Louann said “the book talks about sex a lot. Just what is sex?”“Do you have a. Doctor Mary sent for Amber. She gave her the re-admittance note for school when she arrived. She also gave me a copy.It was all ready past 1730 when we left her office."Where would you like to go to eat tonight?" I asked on the way to the car."I don't know. I... ?" was all Amber got out before she broke down in tears. I hugged her to me for a short while and kissed the hair on the top of her head."Let's get out to the car," I told her. "I will take us somewhere private." She continued to cry,.