.If you are still reading, you should be wearing PANTIES and a BRA and hopefully, you are smoothly shaven and hair free other than that on the top of ...our head. For now, you may have those icky sweatpants and t-shirt on which I'm sure you are wearing now but don't get too comfortable in them slave.This now is your expected uniform whenever reading anything from me or visiting my site, there is no going back, no reversing the process."Is this understood slave?"Very good slave, you may stroke. That was really sweet. By that time the rain had started to come down a bit heavily. A park was nearby and we ran inside to find shelter under a tree with some bushes around. The sound of raindrops falling on the leaves heavily was music, and a brilliant one.We were panting as we had ran up to the tree. We were now holding both our hands with fingers intermingled and laughing like anything. We just kept laughing, hugging, separating, laughing and then again hugging. I saw that she had started. Debbie remembered the glow on her face. She looked like a little star full of life and hope.Travis' eyes showed so much emotion that day. His family as well as Debbie's family was all gathered together at their house celebrating Christmas. Debbie's nieces and nephews were playing with April. They all adored her since she was Debbie and Travis' only child.April was that kind of little girl. She was charming, funny, and sweet as can be. Debbie and she were close as best friends. April had just. Greer had a quick glance at his cellular. He had maintained the NewYork's Eastern Time on his phone's clock so that it would be easy for himto check in on Fiona. Exactly 18 minutes past two and Fiona shouldalready been picking up Ethan from school in the company of Jenny. Hecalled his wife's number, making sure to dial the international codebefore waiting through the ringing tone. After what seemed like ages, hewas sent to his wife's voice-mail."I'm not available to answer your call right now..