"Come with me," he says, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. His friends look surprised as I follow the dark man from the tavern, but his touch ...has sent an electric ripple through me and have no wish to resist. As we walk with his arm over my shoulder and his fingertips flicking my nipple, he tells me his name is Collum, and that he is taking me to his booth, where he sells the leather goods that he makes. I blush at the looks we get because of his fondling, but it also excites me to know. ”Our performance wouldn’t have won any awards, but for a first attempt, with me sight-reading, it wasn’t too bad – and a lot of fun. More than once, we had to stop playing as we were laughing too hard, either at Megan’s attempt to imitate Eliza Doolittle’s cockney accent, or us missing the timing.“Come on, let’s have our shower and get ready, before the others arrive,” Megan said.We headed back to the dressing rooms, and locked the door behind us, just in case the others arrived earlier than. "Hmmm, well, that's good, isn't it?"The younger man didn't reply."I thought you said you wanted me to determine when you come? Have you changed your mind about that?" No. I mean, not exactly," came the reply."You told me that you wanted to submit to my control over your orgasms. Remember?" I know, but," the young man hesitated."But now it's getting harder to submit. Am I correct?" Yes," the young man replied. "I mean---I do want to submit to you like that, but it's been a long time since I last. "We need to try a few different looks before we can decide which one works best." Quite.Once dressed, Sarah suggested that we go for a drive. I was never one for mixing my metaphors but this was a different kettle of fish and I was a horse of a different colour."I can't go out dressed like this." Why not?" Because.... Because people would know." Who's going to know?" Sarah demanded. "Look at yourself in the mirror."I did. A pretty young woman looked back at me. "You don't even recognise.