It was “him” for me, from morning to evening. It was “him” for me during my nights and my frequent masturbations. We talked about politics, a...bout culture, music, articles – and sex. My list of punishments was getting longer. And then, he said it. “Come to X, it’s time we met.” I booked a flight, I went there. Tense and nervous. I had received detailed instructions on how to prepare and ended up in the hotel room, naked, shaved, on my knees on the bed with my ass in the air, waiting for him to. Smiling he said, "Ok,but not too loud." As he got down on his knees and unbuckled Michelle'strousers and proceeded to suck her pussy.Throughout the rest of the week, Roger started making preparations forSaturday. The next day he went to the mall and visited a costume shopwhere he purchased a French maid's outfit. As he browsed through thestore he thought back to when they used to do this. The last time he haddressed up as a school boy completed with the pleated skirt and the whitetop which he. Reaching the door, he listens to make sure The Rat is alone. The last thing he needed is to have barged in and come face to face with a group of drunken squatters. Hearing the tele making a racket but no voices, he knocks on the door.Opening the door, The Rat, with his usual charming look, sways in the doorway."Oh hell I've not seen you in a while, what do you want now?" slurs the Rat"We need a chat can I come in?" says the mystery manThe flat was dirtier than ever and nothing had changed. . doing what she was doing unless thewoman, who was her mother, climaxed.I finally had to put the mother into a dream state where instead of herdaughter it was her ideal lover pleasuring her so she could relax enoughto climax, allowing the daughter to stop.Needless to say, I had O'Brian, our healer, make those two a priority.The other frustrating case was one of the men who was wearing women'sclothes. Nothing I could come up with freed him, as he seemed to havebeen given what I could only think.