"I don't want any of that hot olive oil splattering and burning your boobs." I opened a drawer and looked around for a certain apron. Found it, tucked...way in the back. My wife had given it to me years ago. It was pink plaid with big white letters 'Kiss the Cook!' "Here you go," I said. I put the apron over her head and tied it around her waist. "Thanks," Teresa said. "And..." She pointed to those three words. I smiled, leaned in, and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "That's it?" she said.. Her...her Master! Yes, her Master was coming back to her!And yes, there he was, walking towards her, carrying her pink panties in one hand and in the other a large shopping bag with the bookstore's name printed on it. Again Marie tried to smile as he approached...But he passed her by without a glance.Marie sagged in place. She heard him throwing things into the bag—the ropes and paddles and other things he'd brought, she realized. And then he was there, facing her. He dropped the bag to the. More

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