She spent a lot more time shaving than she normally does. I guess she wanted to impress Joey.I never did get to wash her, but she asked me to lotion ...her legs. I knelt down on my knees and started working the lotion on her tight, athletic legs. My face was at the same level as her little landing strip, and she smelled delicious. I kept thinking that why didn’t I do this before. I rolled over the night before when I could have easily had sex with her. Now that there was another man in the. " When her posturedidn't change, I continued. "Yes, I've heard that word is getting aroundthat Geoff and I broke up. Candice is doing damage control and putting outfires." So, you guys are back together?"I shrugged. "Right now, as far as everyone else is concerned, we had alittle couples' spat, but are still together. I'd rather not have to dealwith the buzz about the death of my love life until I actually put it intothe ground."She nodded. "Good point. I'll do what I can to help as well."Mr.. I get out my tantric pleasure whip and my top crop. I put on my black leather gloves and my black fuck me 5 inch heals. I admire myself in the mirror as I look pretty fine for our bondage adventure. I grab the restraints and go into the bedroom and leave my accessories there.I then meet you back in the family room. I approach you and tell you that from now on I am to be referred as Mistress Mysteria. You are not to speak to me unless I give permission for you to talk. You look me over and agree. It lost radar lock and slammed into the trees.I pulled up just in time to have a burst of tracers flame past the canopy. I looked back and all I could see was the front end of a MiG pulling lead. Flames were shooting out of his nose, and they looked like they were about 90 feet long.There I was, low, slow, a MiG trapped neatly on my tail, a SAM battery looking at me, and guns around someplace.Oops, sorry, didn't mean to knock the glass over with my hands. You know what they say: a fighter pilot.