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"You'd better get back to your place." He said to me in a serious masculine voice. I didn't want to leave but obeying him was more important. I gathered my dress from the floor and struggled to pull it up.
"You may like this better." Smiled Christoph, handing me a large white shirt to put on instead. I slipped out of the door in a rush. He didn't make any future plans for contact. He didn't even ask me my phone number! I wondered if he ever wanted to see me again. The thought made me shiver.
All day I thought about last night and whether or not Christoph had been as satisfied as me. It took me a few hours to accept that if I was to submit, it was time to stop wondering what Christoph was thinking and move on. If he wanted me, he would find a way to tell me. I sighed in reflection.
There was no denying it now. I knew what I'd been missing for all these years. A good, old-fashioned taste of submission. I only prayed there would be more in the future.
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