| Here I was waiting outside the hotel. I was nervous, yet excited. I had met Trina in a chat room of an on-line service and became fascinated by her. She lived about two hours away. She seemed open and interesting and I knew from the beginning I wanted to meet her. The smell of cinnamon and vanilla overwhelmed me as I opened the car door and a woman appeared. She was tall, thin and blonde. "Could this be Trina?" I wondered. Just as I was about to ask her name, the woman offered her hand to me and said, "I am Martha. I am from Switzerland and I am Trina's." I was asked to come and meet you and lead you in a journey of pleasure. Trina is my mistress, she asks that you think of me as your mistress just for the time I am with you." With this she leaned close to me and whispered the secret word I was to utter should I want her to stop what she was doing for any reason. She said she would also stop the game completely by my saying it t...
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