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Trust
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
sweetie," she said, with a lean and a kiss. "Do you need anything else?" I blushed. No, it wasn't that suggestive a line, but I'd once tried to make her sit in the car, when it was raining cats and dogs, and ran into a store to get something she said she needed. And when I'd asked that, she'd told me what it was she also needed, which was probably the only thing she needed. I let her get her hair wet, rather than try to by feminine hygiene supplies. "Uhh, a lighter," I said. I relaxed into the seat, a little red-faced, to wait, and reflect. It's the little things that count in a relationship. One of my friends had told me that in college. He was living with his girlfriend, off-campus, and the reason he told me is because they had just had an enormous screaming fight, based, on the surface, on the fact that she bought the groceries, and liked her peas fresh or frozen, while he preferred the mushy kind out of a can. It was one of those ridiculous little stories that stays with you. He'd been laughing when he finally admitted to it, and then, to my surprise, had gone off to make a compromise, instead of simply giving in. I recalled dates from my past, and times when I had dashed into a store to get something for a girlfriend. Leaving her in the car. I recalled that it had made me feel important, and gallant. Now I wondered how it had made her feel. Taken care of? Or taken in charge? It *was* kind of pleasant, being waited on. But the waiting wasn't as ...