"We are hoping that since we met, we can all work together to make this a reality," Samuel suggested."Sounds like a good idea to me." I agreed. They d...idn't seem to be in any hurry to leave but I did finally get them out of the house.I called Sylvia at home since she hadn't shown up. "Hey Sylvia what are you planning for New Years Eve?" I asked."I don't have any plans. You told me to stay flexible we might get a party offer." Yes and we have. We have an invitation to the New Years Party of a. After the interview, we were vilified by every fundamentalist group as being the spawn of Satan.We were sued for providing lascivious entertainment, public nudity, and breaking every anti-sex law they could dredge out of the law books. They would have even included sodomy if they were able. The case lasted one day in court, where the judge ruled that our acts were private and between consenting adults. There was no public nudity as defined by law, there was no entertainment for the public and. She never got much beyond five feet tall, but she had a full, soft ass, delicate sexy legs, and a firm muscular body as a result of her tomboy up bringing. That summer her long brown hair was to her waist, and her breast had swelled to match in proportion, if not in actual size those of her busty sister and mother. I saw a few pictures of her and she was an incredibly sexy package.Denise's mother and sister had friends and activities that rarely included her, so she was always bored. Beyond. But London did have one advantage, it was the home of you, my lover. Aka, my Master. Your real name, Ross. We met in an online chat room. And according to you, you felt an instant attraction. We chatted, became friends, until finally you confessed your feelings for me. We fell in love. Your messy blonde hair, blue-green eyes, perfect face. And you rose to the challenge when I told you my dreams of being dominated. And with that, I became your slut and you became my Master. And we couldnt be.