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“Analise?” I question.

“Well not exactly Analise, just innocent.”

“Young?”

“Maybe twenty, yeah at least twenty… and breasts, woah! Bigger than Miriam, but on a tiny body. I could just imagine putting clamps on her nipples and squeezing them so tightly they hurt like hell.” Her face screws up in a lascivious scowl.

“And you want to spank her too,” I suggest, realizing where she’s going with this. This kind of talk is regular between us.

“Yeah, she has a nice fat ass.”

I look at Peach move, thinking that she’s very horny and so am I, since she’s made me that way with her talk. “So you’re going to the party in leopard skin and she’s going as what?”

“Oh I’m not going in this. I just brought it home to show you. Thought we could have some fun with it tonight.”

“What are you going to wear then?” I ask.

“I’m going to the party in a Tuxedo. One that’s very fitted so my boobs will spill out over the cummerbund. It looks really solemn and staid, a little haughty in that old fashioned masculine way.” I can imagine her now, and I start to shiver knowing what else is part of the fantasy.

“And me?” I ask. “What am I going to wear?”

I know she’s made the decision, all I have to do is wait to hear it. She looks at me as if she’s trying to decide how much to tease me with the answer. Dangling a carrot in front of my face, she knows I’ll keep coming for her, demanding the answer until she confesses.

Her eyes sparkle, then she turns away.

“C’mon tell me,” I ask.

“I don’t want you to bitch at me, so maybe I’ll blindfold you, dress you and let you find out when we get there.”

“Sure,” I answer sarcastically. “You think I’m going to let you do that?”

“You should let me do anything I want,” she says with an arrogant twist.

“Tell me, Peach, please,” I try pleading.

“Well,” she begins, “I was thinking corsets and garters.”

“Leather?” I ask interested.

“No.” She’s dressing me with her eyes sharply attuned to the curves of my body. “Satin and lace… and exposed.”

“Publicly submissive?” I ask.

“Why not? A public flogging wouldn’t hurt you at all. Give you away to some nasty dykes while I play with my new girlfriend. Could just put you right back where you belong.”

“What’s that suppose to mean?” I ask her.

“It’s time to play, you can’t avoid it forever,” she says, as she sashays to the kitchen.

“You think I’ve been avoiding something,” I say following her.

“Avoid?” She considers the word carefully. “We’ll see.” She’s scheming, I can tell. “I think it’s time to take you back to Anastasia.”

“To the B&B…?”

“I don’t mean literally, you silly goose. But it pisses me off that she had all the fun with you while I waited around with Miriam.”

“Such a tough wait,” I sass her. “Let’s see, there was Miriam, and Rozelle, and Katherine and how many others?”

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