Christy is medium-tall with long, straight, blond hair. She's got something of a "dog face", but it's atop such an outstanding slim body that I won't throw her out of bed for eating crackers. She comes up, but unlike Beth, she stops a formal distance from me.
"How do you want me?" she says quietly.
I consider.... She's a shy, formal woman... likely to end up a teacher.
"I want you in a full-length, summer dress. I want your hands tied behind you, and to your waist."
"Gag?"
"Cloth gag, in your mouth."
"Anything else?"
"Yes: Will you enjoy this?"
She pauses for a moment. Then answers in a very even tone, "Yes." and walks back.
That evening, Christy proves true to her word. I have never seen a woman get so heated up. There are times when her limbic system is in full control. She's moaning and quivering... and this is before I have taken off a stitch of her clothing! In between sessions she complains that she can't think straight while she feels like this.... This woman has the potential for world-class sensuality if she decides loving is important and lets her heart lead!
The next day I take her back and realize, more than ever, that my initial hunch was correct: I'm dealing with a gold mine of femininity, here. I just have to figure out how to claim it!