Seems like she is always busy helping somebody with something. Sort of like she is doing sharing you with us.’ Jon had wondered if that was what Luc...y had in mind. He had told her about his desires, and shared his fantasies in his journal, so she knew that some of this was what he wanted. She also knew what her friends needed and wanted. Was this her way of trying to make a win win situation for all concerned? ‘I suppose you’re right,’ Jon responded. ‘What I want to know is how we get this pink. " He pushed himself up, went to their second-hand sideboard and poured himself an inch or so of Maryland rye from a half-full bottle. Then he came and crouched near his wife and rubbed their baby's curly head. Robert stood and sipped his whisky. "I think we're in trouble," he said, his hand on the banister.Caroline rolled her big child up to her shoulder and pulled her flowered dress together. She took a breath and made her face calm. "What kind of trouble?" she asked, happy that she had. Next to the glass I placed a small Belgian chocolate. The Hotel du Roi is a beautiful place, sumptuous, defiantly Gallic, quirky and grossly overpriced. It is her favourite. Two rooms on different floors had been booked and we checked in and repaired to our rooms to unpack, clean up and prepare for a quiet drink followed by dinner before the travails of the following day. I wore red. I took a long time showering, dressing and making up – not much but a bit on the eyes and lips and cheeks. The. Will you please help me, Mistress?” I begged.“Of course I will help you, slut. And I’ll tell you why. First off, because the Master wishes me to. But also because I know that helping you will benefit me as well–your being a good slut makes you a good slut for me as well as for him. "Take us right here right now… Master isn’t around, but you and I can play together and once you are trained, you will be more fun to play with. And I get another benefit because I am training you. I get to make you.