Reflections On The Mistress Lifestyle: How I Learned To Be A Mistress
The drive back from Kimberly's condo took over an hour. I had to cross the long bridge that connects the lake north of the city. Fortunately traffic was light, and I enjoyed the time alone with my thoughts. It was nice to have the time to think about all of the things I saw and heard in the visit. It was like a curtain had been lifted, and all of a sudden, I could see a completely different world that existed next to me, but never knew anything about.