I had known, of course, what I was agreeing to. I was to be a birthday gift for the lover of a lover. I was to decorate myself and present myself, for her pleasure and his. I had agreed, in part, because I had never been able to say no to him. And in … More The Birthday Gift
A text. Early in the morning. “Game?” This was the rule, of course. He never started without her consent. But He had never asked by text before. This might be interesting. “Game.”, she responded. ” I want you to get here in 45 minutes.” “Yes master.” “Wear your pink chiffon saree. The one with the … More Game?