“Now git… I done gotta’ deal with my brother…” and he simply turned and left. To me, he was a lover, but to him, I was just a piece of as....I made my way back to the hotel, letting the winds just do what they wanted to my skirt. I just walked, and thought about what happened. Three men, all of them unprotected, my own body unprotected. Inseminated fully. I knew I could get pregnant, the time wasn’t smack in the middle of my cycle, but it wasn’t in my safe-period, either. My head was. I don’t like to churn things over in my head as it makes me start to worry and heaven knows, I'm good at doing that. My Master is giving me the silent treatment yet again. I’m bored of being punished like this and thinking back, the last few times I didn’t do anything to deserve it. He’s pushing me to do something, something that I need to be punished for.I check my phone again but there is nothing, no missed call, no text message, nothing. I decide it's now time for he and I to have a little. Usually this sort of comment really pisses me off, but MaryClements sat down on one of my visitor's chairs right at thatmoment, and I couldn't help but notice just what a great pair oflegs she had, for someone pushing 40. She was wearing dark tanhose, which really complimented her navy 2-piece outfit andshoes.Mary must have noticed me casting my eyes over her great gams,because she gave me a sort of wry smile. Now, remember, I'm inthe fashion game, and it's my job to notice things like how. I was so upset and cried most of the day."Ben put his arm up around the back of the seat behind Jessica and said. "I'm really sorry for you. How could a man be married to such a beautiful and sweet woman not remember about an important day like your anniversary?"Jessica replied and said. "My husband hadn't taken me out in the last three years of our marriage. He can remember the birthday or an important date of one of his friends but he can't remember something as importantly as our anniversary.