What have I got myself into?
After I served Mistress Sarah her drink, she took a sip and just looked at me. Instantly, for some reason, I knew what to do next. Sitting on the sofa, I began to massage her feet, when she quickly saidl "erm, little one, on your knees on the floor, I didn't say you could sit there!". "I'm sorry, Mistress", I replied apologetically not making eye contact. "Graham, I do believe this...Read On