He stumbled as if he were drunk and walked into the street sign post. He backed up and staggered as he looked down the street away from the man watchi...ng. Jonas took a step away and stumbled into the post again except this time he was facing towards the man when he righted himself. He staggered forward and across the sidewalk until he was against the warehouse wall and stopped. He leaned against the wall and unzipped his pants. Jonas fumbled for a moment before he was able to set himself and. The next few minutes rush by, with me handing Her my worship sheets, a ‘mag-cover’ (Her pic with my mag title, usually ‘Spunk Queen’, and pervy captions), a special worship sheet taken from the last Worship Session, and of course Her Worship Certificate. She reads all of them, laughing and making comments. She’s astonished when She reads how many pics of Her I’ve got, though I know She already knew, and reads my other stats with a raise of Her eyebrows – how many times She’s made me spunk my. She is looking lovely with her hair all done nicely in nice bob and she is wearing a big wax overcoat as it is raining outside. I cannot help but notice her beautiful perfume as she enters the flat. I offer her a hot drink and she takes a coffee. As I await the coffee machine to bubble away we get chatting about the past and what has happened since. I am newly single and she suggests that she is as well but it doesn't feel like this is going to be anything but professional. I hear that the. "Ok, see you in a bit. And hey Chyanne! Glad to see you got my son to actually leave his room." No problem Mrs. Turner. I'll try and keep him out of trouble," Chyanne said with a wink.The car drove off and we continued our stroll down the street. We had just neared the corner of our street after the walk around the neighborhood when the first drop of rain splashed down and hit me straight on the top of the head. A few seconds later it had started to pour. Chyanne grabbed my hand and.