"What happened?" Do you know your name?" Jonathan asked me."I hope I do, Jonathan. It's Ka- I mean Josh." I replied, stammering and wondering what had...happened.I heard another scream just then and a commotion in the next room. Jonathan gave me a look and headed toward the door to see what was going on there.I tried to pull Angela up and comfort her, but I was still strapped down to the table. Just as I started to ask her to help me, she stood and rapidly removed the restraints. She then threw. " Ha! I can just picture Johnny and Colin together. They'd sing showtunes together ... did I tell you Johnny knows showtunes?" Um, that's a big clue, Cassie." No." Cassie gave it a couple of seconds to mull over. "Ya think?" I don't know. Why don't you try again tonight?" Yeah, we're going to the ballet."Tiffany arched an eyebrow."Stop that! I suggested it, and he only agreed to it because he's such a nice guy." Uh huh."Cassie stuck her tongue out at her friend. "Well, I'd better get going.". A sign of how much we’ve changed, and how much we are still the same. We met when I was sixteen, and if I ever tried to tell sixteen-year-old me the kinds of things I would be doing at 21, sixteen-year-old me would probably drop dead. With my collar now secured around my neck, I knew it wasn’t time for games anymore, at least, not my games. With my collar on, no more disobedience, no more pushing boundaries, whatever little bit of control I had left was gone. He trailed his fingers along my. I kneel at his feet and look up at him as I start to unbuckle his belt and slowly unzip his trousers, his head is back, his eyes closed and his breath is a little harsher now. I admire his restraint and praise him for it, but he still groans as I start to pull his trousers down to his ankles, and I see he is wearing black silk boxer shorts, which I also admire and choose to leave for now. He can no longer keep still, and brings his weight forward so that he can fight free of his shirt and step.