I even felt sorry for myself. I was convinced that my life was nowofficially over. I cried a little more as well, till I noticed something,I stunk. No... not that my mood was so foul, I actually smelled bad. 'Maybemy nose is more sensitive now.' With aversion, I laid my pillow down and got out of bed. I sniffed aroundto confirm that it was really me and my nose cringed at the smell of mydirty fur. 'Man, that is all I need, smelly fur and a sensitive nose toalert me to it all the time.' Dejectedly,. I smirked thinking that James was already reaching this milestone so much earlier. Even more, I certainly never had a knockout like Cheryl treat me this way when I was his age, lucky guy.I pulled my boxer shorts off and I started to stroke my cock a little, though I barely needed to -- it was already hard, throbbing, excited as it stuck out up in the air, pulsing with my heartbeat. I looked over and both Cheryl and James were looking over at me, focused on my cock. I'd say James's was a nice. " Thank you, Master," Was her only response before she left the room.Around twenty minutes later, she waited by the front door until he joined her and told her to go and get in the car.She did so, and he followed a few seconds later.They climbed in and she sat down in the passenger side, leaving her knees about a foot apart.He smiled to himself as the skirt she was wearing rode up her legs even further.Though she blushed a little when she realized, she made no effort to pull it back down and he. Kay instructs him on the lingerie and nighties he is to take with him (no male underwear since she had had him get rid of all of that anyway). Once in LA, he immediately buys male briefs and undershirt. Free at last! (if only for a week).Describe his activities in LAReturning to Chicago on the plane, he's depressed. He has had a taste of freedom from Kay and is returning to her control. He knows that he's going to have to trash the male underwear since Kay has a key to his condo and may even.