“You sure are looking good for your age Sharon” Harry smiled and winked at her, which made her smile too.“God I can’t believe we have the whol... weekend together!” Sharon said excited as she got out of the car and looked around at the tree’s surrounding the cottage that Harry had rented for them, it was very nice looking and the sun was just going down a tiny bit, it reminded Sharon of where she had lived most of her life in Cornwall before moving to the North of England.“Yes this place is ours. Wear your dress, take the pouch and the lock and head to the beach. Of course, I would like you to wear your wedges, but I will leave it up to you. Don’t worry, you won’t have to put them in that tiny bag. Speaking about that, I don’t think wearing a bra would be a great idea, since it could take up some useful space in the pouch. You are going to throw away any item that doesn’t fit in the bag, so be careful. All right then. Once you are at the beach, look for a changing room. When you are. She remained standing by the window, but her body was slumped forward as she stood perfectly still, looking as if she had fallen asleep on her feet. ‘Archbaroness, can you hear me?’ Johnny asked her. ‘Yes,’ she said in a quiet, robotic voice with her head still facing down to the floor. ‘Good. Now, I want you to listen closely, can you do that for me?’ ‘Yes,’ she said again, not moving. ‘Good girl. You are now under my control and will remain that way till I snap my fingers. Until then you. But though I relate well with most people professionally, off duty, I tend to be a loner, I suppose.”Morales, thinking, blew on his coffee before taking another sip. Finally, “I can’t imagine how that could be. You don’t seem bashful to me...”“I’m not bashful. It’s just that ... Oh, crap, I don’t know what it is. I’m always a bit of a loner, I suppose, no matter how many people are around me. I do get along with almost all the women, although, there are a couple of sluts that I try to stay away.