What was possible and what would get the wind in my sails or should I say, wood in my mast?What I discovered was rather simple. Actually it was reaffi...rming. First, I was not alone. The Internet was full of information on all sorts of Master / Slave relationships. Second, I simply wanted the freedom to do whatever popped in my head without reservation or hesitation. The questions that remained were how far I wanted to go and with who and the answers proved to be equally simple. I wanted a world. "It's been tough," I said, taking another cool draft of lemonade."Yes it has," he replied, the croak now sounding almost tearful. He addedthe pink item to its white lacy twin. He took another white bra from thebasket on his right, this one smaller than the more generous items he'dalready washed."I'm sorry I couldn't help you," I said sadly and honestly."Sorry I couldn't help you too," he said with a tremble in his croakyvoice now. He added the small white bra to the basket on his left, andtook. From there I know how she was dressed as she asked me on this before hand :)She confessed it was the first time she was wearing something sexy, as we bought her a few weeks before a piece of lingerie for the occasion :)I remember helping her choosing a nice bustier that will wrap nicely her body, as well as having straps to be able to wear stockings (as the guy loved stockings she said). That simply completed by a bra and thong she already had. All of this in black to go nicely with a pale. . Oh Mr. .James! ............................ I didn’t recognize you as she leaned in the window. ?.New car? She asked???? Yeah sort of I responded back with my best innocent smile. Where you going? ...................... I asked seeming somewhat concerned. I’m just walking. she said as she pulled back from the window?. , I am going to the store down the road, wanna go get a cold drink? She smiled and said? No but thank you anyhow. Are you sure? I pushed. Come on and ride with me??? We.