<br/>Mark spotted the tear, and with a finger, wiped it away. She was so beautiful. So beautiful. Mark smiled down at her as she asked her question. So unnerved was she that she couldn't see his pleasure as affirmation enough. The same finger traced her lips then retreated.<br/><br/>“Yes,” he kissed her again, pulling her body against him, hands holding her backside, just above her buttocks. After the kiss his hands soothed away her worries – running up and down her back, cresting the 'hill' of her butt, but stopping short of cupping her butt cheeks.<br/><br/>Her mounds of flesh sent his chest alight. They were so supple and ripe for the taking. Mark had to stop himself from having her. It didn't feel right, no matter how much she wanted him. The time would come, but for right now, Mark felt it better just to console her. There were too many emotions playing inside of her head.<br/><br/>Pulling away, but keeping his hands on her backside, Mark spoke. “You may redress. If it your desire you may spend the rest of the day with me. If you must go, then I will contact you on Friday to arrange for your first day as my pet.”