” He smiles when he accepts the papers as the truck was paid for when he ordered it. “Mister Dean, I’m curious, most of the people who buy this ...model this well done up also order the Captain’s chairs for the front two or four sitting positions because they’re more comfortable, why did you specify bench seats?”Mack’s grin widens a lot, “It all comes down to your definition of comfort.” She half frowns at him. “Look, let’s go sit in it and I’ll show you.” They walk outside to find Helen and the. After a few moments, he turned a corner and spied a mangarbed like the wizard in the 'Sorcerer's Apprentice' segment of'Fantasia'.He was about six feet tall, with white hair reaching just past hisshoulders and a straight beard that ended at mid-chest. His most strikingfeature was his eyes. Their gaze was direct, but not intimidating, andthere was a decided twinkle as he regarded his visitor."I was beginning to think I had come here for naught. Welcome, good sir."The last part was accompanied. "Please!"The candles flickered wildly as though stirred by her entreaty. Her body felt liquid with desire for him, pouring her self over his love, pungent and profound; a potent musk drifting into the jasmine mist around them. She held his head to her breast, feeding his passion, writhing on him, trying to impale herself on his hot shaft, crying out in wordless triumph upon feeling it part her outer defences."Wait."Implacably he held himself still, acknowledging her willingness to accept him. I stood before her, then kneeled and kissed her feet, thanking her as I looked up at her officious persona. She smiled with supreme satisfaction, trembling at the recognition of her own natural superiority over me; I could almost feel her pussy tingling. I knew that she would never view any male again in the same way after that day. The situation made me realise too, that I was increasingly assuming the status of the gimp; any woman was immediately recognisable as being totally superior and I.