"Thank you for an amazing weekend Roy, thankyou." She was crying now so I just held her and brushed her hair with myhand until she regained her compo...sure. She straightened herself up and Igrabbed her bags and we jumped into my car and I took her home.Now I have had several girlfriends but saying goodbye to them after aweekend had never been as hard as it was saying goodbye to Emma thatnight, I was in almost as bad a state as she was dropping her off in herrundown apartment, I felt terrible all. I snapped the seat belt on and I asked her where we were going. The look on her face as I finished was one of quiet satisfaction. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head to her where she kissed me hard then yanked my head away. ‘First girl, you call me Mistress. Next you ask to speak before expressing yourself and finally it is no concern of yours where we are going.’ She threw my head aside and then reached down and very deliberately turned up the hem of the skirt so that I was fully exposed.. Strange how all these many years later my mind recalls that dream so vivid and real.That next morning I woke up so damn wet and horny I had to rub and finger myself to rid my hot horny level that was through the roof before I could engage and begin the day around her, and secretly in my mind Toro as well.I hid my sexual desires in the closet through those years, and not until dawg came into my life did I even ever attempt or act to free my mind and seek to have my desires fulfilled!The sad. She was aroused, and beginning to perspire, her panties wet and her efforts to resist, melting away by the second."Whaa... What are you doing?" she asked, looking down to find Yvette and Lynn removing her shoes."Just making you more comfortable. You do want to be more comfortable, don't you?" whispered Denise in her ear."... Yesssss, comfortabbbble," she breathed. "Oh,... that's naughty."Denise had unbuttoned the back of the dress and began slipping it off the ebony beauty."Lynnnnnn," whined.