She’d set me before a floor length mirror so that I could watch her work. It was fascinating in its way. The blue strands of rope contrasted nicely against my exposed flesh. She’d positioned me so that I sat on...
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To a casual onlooker we probably just looked like close friends enjoying a meal. That wasn’t so far from the truth and yet…I’d gotten into the habit of dressing up for her whenever we’d meet for lunch. She enjoyed pretty...
It seemed only fitting that I was dressed in the same outfit that had gotten me into trouble in the first place, though, perhaps “dressed” wasn’t the right choice of words, seeing as how it consisted of a pair of...