It waslike it was vibrating for some reason. I wanted to distance myself fromit, but couldn't for obvious reasons. Then there was anotherinksplosion; ...he chain had completely melted away around my leg andformed back into a small floating blob of ink. It probably realizedthat it was done now and didn't need to hold me down anymore, but thatunfortunately meant there was still one last ink blob that could changeme any way it wanted to. I backed up and pressed myself against thewall in alarm, not. “So, did Jack like your additions?”“About as much as Daddy liked yours,” I replied. “Friday night was definitely one for the record books.”“And the next couple of days?”Well, I really didn’t want to mention how I was drunk and hungover from using a fake ID, so I simply nodded and said, “Pretty much like you two. Jack is now but a dried-out shell of a man.”“So, when do we get to meet this wonderful guy? You’ve told us about him, but it’s been months now and he’s never been here.”I shrugged. “I. It was the middle of the night where she lived. She had been sleeping next to her partner when the summons arrived. She got out of bed, stripped off her nightdress, jumped back into bed, and started to lick his cock. If I’m coming, she thought to herself, he’s cumming with me…**The man leaned over, ruffled the neck of the basset hound slumped next to his desk. “Well, Stormy, I guess I’m going to a party.”He chuckled, and lifted his athletic form out of the chair. “I guess I’d better decide what. Finally, she broke down. She tried to run away. Master stopped her though, just in time. She started crying and she just sort of slumped into his arms, unable to stop crying, sobbing that she was sorry, over and over. Master leaned down and kissed her. He hugged her and held her as she cried her poor heart out. He just kept telling her to stay, and that an apology had been all he had wanted.’ ‘That was it? Why didn’t she apologize earlier?’ Lacie questioned. Bridget thought about her answer.