I didn't tease him further for I knew he would make good on his threat and I'm not quite that kinky . . . yet!Lady Murielle walked up and slipped an a...rm around his waist. His arm went automatically to her shoulders. My eyes focused on the dent in her dress at her groin. It was the outline of the pussy ring I had demanded Lady Murielle and Sensha be fitted with. They were just like mine except for the type of jewels on them. The sight of the dent in her dress made my heart stir. Lady Murielle,. It all started when my friend Shuba and me spent a night talking in her apartment. I never had any sexual feelings for her but we know each other for almost 10 years now. She was my college mate but we never interacted during college. Introduced on facebook but later took it offline to meet and from then we were inseparable. She had almost 5 boyfriends in past 10 years but none were working out. We would meet up rarely nowadays due to our own commitments. When we meet we would lose track of. She was afraid that eventually I would find one that was more attractive and/or better able to satisfy me (as if that were even possible) and that I would leave her for the younger woman. It never occurred to me that she might have fears that paralleled my own. I took off the glasses and Julie turned on her headset. She did what I had just done, giving me back the card I had just given her. ‘I would like your answer to the question,’ she said. My thoughts ran to my feelings of inadequacy, of. "You think I'm special, Tara?" I'm one hundred percent certain of it, Mary. The intensity of our connection at the kitchen counter was amazing. I know you felt it with the same intensity that I did. I've never felt like that with anyone who hasn't had any training."She falls silent, I guess to let me collect my thoughts and respond. My mind reels with all this new information. Finally, I ask, "So what happens now?"Tara thinks for a moment, then says, "I may have been too hasty to insist that.