.As it turned out, Joan finally took the initiative. She looked me rightin the eye and said, "I've hear some of the other girls talking atschool. They...say you 're a lesbian and only go to bed with other women.Is that true?" Not wanting to be dishonest, I explained that while Ihave gone to bed with men in the past, and still do when the moodstrikes me, basically I enjoy the tender touch that only another femalecan offer. I explained that in many instances, I had found men to betoo rough in their. You didn't wear a wedding dress, instead we enjoyed the simplicity and freedom of skin. Instead of a ring, you wear a collar, bearing your vow for all the world to see."Now, I'm going to shave your head." What?!" cried Vonda."It's a sign of humility. Right, Pyx?"The blonde slave, with straight shoulder-length hair, nodded her head.Tears started forming in Vonda's eyes. But her hair; it's so pretty..." Mind your place, Slave," I said softly. No emotion. This was a cue to Vonda, that she was. I let my shoes fall to the floor and reached down your strong back to pull your shirt out of your waistband while you raised your torso enough to undo your belt. I began to open your shirt from the front and you finished the last buttons slipping the shirt off and dropping it to the floor. Reaching under me you pulled my skirt up and I helped you remove my panties and pantyhose in one efficient motion all dropping to the floor in a heap. Spreading my legs wide you put. ’ ‘We don’t think we will see you again.’ ‘But thanks for looking.’ The girls had a hold of my arms and were punctuating their sentence with kisses. Mama comes back out and says. ‘Snyder’s will be over in a few minutes to pick up my car. I’m sure I will be treated better there.’ Yeah, right! The girls toss me a few more kisses while their mama stomps to their borrowed car. Then she waits for Snyder’s to show up to take the car before she leaves. My ex shows up and invites me to the diner for.