"Bedroom,now" What?Why?" You want to be humiliated,so you will dress as I want."She lowered her head and walked to her bedroom.Once there he looked th...rough her closet as she quietly waits.He pulled out a white,long blouse.He held it up to her,then handed it to her."Go to the bathroom.Take off all your colthes.Do up your makeup and put this,only this,on."She went to the bathroom and did as she was told.She redid her lips to a bright red,so more eyeshadow and liner.She picked up her favorite. Both she and I had inherited a strong tendency to "double-entendre" humor and irony from our parents (clearly an argument in favor of nurture over nature, given her status as an adoptee). Not to mention apreference for sarcasm. But we'd always been a bit shy about deploying such double-entendre directly at one another -- it was more something that would come out with our respective spouses, for example, but in each other's presence.As mother and daughter sat next to one another on the couch, I. You see, I was in my sixties now, but no one could ever guess it. The high vibration rate of the energies I channeled regularly kept me youthful and strong, and made it possible for me to continue to attract younger men, as well as older ones. Tom was probably quite shocked to learn I was old enough to be Angela’s mother. But Angela was a lucky woman. I had known the moment I met Tom that he would be a faithful steward of the Flame. What a blessing to have my ministry to him come full circle to. She was gorgeous and sexy. They wondered who the lucky guy would be that got to make love to her tonight.She walked to the bar and ordered a white wine. She turned to eye the crowd thrusting her tits to entice all the men. She could see the bulge in many pants as they stared at her. She knew she could have her pick of the men and that turned her on.One man walked up to her and began to chat. His eyes were staring at the full set of tits with the hard nipples. He was a tall muscular man and she.