I had the image of Mistress Eve burned to my eyelids ever since I saw Her profile on the Pandora’s Box site. Scared only by Her beauty and elegance that radiates through the screen as it took me a month to get the courage to book a session with Her. I can’t describe the fluttering of my heart as I rang the bell and headed downstairs to await the fate that I had decided to let Mistress Eve choose for me. Although I had many scenes and images of how I wanted to be in the midst of Mistress Eve, I felt it was only right that I offer myself to Her in the way She felt I could be beneficial for this particular session. I had only hoped that She accepted my servitude and give me the opportunity to be at Her whim.