Locks of your crimson hair swirl around your head. The crash of the sea is so relaxing that you do not even hear War Mother Gisella approaching. "Sist...er Sabine," says the handsome matriarch of the order. "I thought I might find you here. The feast begins soon and your sisters would appreciate you stand for the prayer." I will join them soon, Mother," you say.You study the face of the stern woman who has raised you and trained you and the other sisters for more than a decade. Her eyes are gray. And the icing on the cake was that the moment he saw her in the doorway, naked, he knew who she was – who she really was. Samantha was someone he had met online a while back. Her photos were up on Flickr and she was a member of some of the same Flickr groups that he hung out in.What’s more, they had chatted from time to time on YIM and she had shared some of her fantasies with him. He grinned as he realized that what he had done in ignorance was the actual fulfillment of one of those fantasies.. " She looked like she was about to cry. "I feel like suchan idiot." "*You* feel like an idiot?" I was almost angry with her now."You're not the one..." "I did try to call you," she interrupted. "Over and overagain. You didn't answer." I fell silent, my anger fading. The phone had rung a numberof times. I didn't pick it up because it wasn't my house. She'd tried to warn me. "Now what?" I asked. "I guess we'll just get you out of here," she told me."We'll go back to my. I know that Matti loves to be massaged. A very special massage will be the reward for him that I have promised and I plan a little game for us. I close the zipper of our tent and command like a drill sergeant: “UNDRESS AND LAY DOWN ON YOUR AIR BED, F A C E D O W N.” He looks at me wondering: “Why… What… How…”? He can’t say a complete sentence. “DO IT”, I bark at him. He is completely confused but does as ordered. I sit down on his legs and smack a hard spank on one side of his bum. He again.