"hey charlie nice to see you again its been 8 years since we never seen each other" said jessie. "well yeah its been so long" i said."im going to take... a bath okay" said jessie. "okay i will be in my room if you need me" i said. after 5 min i walked up stairs, step by step i could hear the shower noise across the way to my room, i opened my room door sit on my bed and watch T.V. i looked at the bathroom door was half way opened, i knew jessie was still taking a shower, i walked to the bathroom. Only her drink this time. He quickly goes to the kitchen, the leash trailing behind him and pours her another drink, taking it back into the living room. He kneels and hands her the drink, eyes lowered waiting for whatever will happen next. She sips the drink for a few minutes before sitting it down and leaning forward, removing the leash from his collar. She tells him to spread his legs and to lean over backwards. She clips the leash so there is a loop at the end and loops it around his cock. He wears a small hat of tightly woven straw, and his clothes are no better than those of street beggars. His hands are small and neatly placed in his lap. Without any signal, the carriage driver snaps the reins and the horse begins to move us forward, into the night. Its hooves know our destination.“This is a dream, right?” I’m more comfortable with my inquiry, as I search him for some simply answer. We slowly pass by a corner street marker that reads; Fayette and Greene.” Sir, I believe that. .. so beautiful. Her skin was smooth. Perfect. No pores. No hairs. Just ... red, stretched over unseen bone and muscle. Only that stupid outfit marred her beauty. What did she look like, under it? Was she ... human, under there? Jeff's hand began moving before he was aware of it. She had touched his face, fire flowing through him. Now, he returned the favor, fingers of his right hand approaching her cheek. They touched...Glass.She was glass. Soft, smooth, burning hot glass. He slid his.