This is probably the strangest way ever for future in-laws to meet."They sat down with a cup of coffee and exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes be...ore Warren came out with what was troubling him. "Gretchen, I imagine I'm considered pretty much an ogre around here, huh?" Why do you think that?" Well, I'm sure Dottie has made friends with all the women. After the way I treated her and what it did to her..." You know, Warren, this place has a way of bringing out the whole truth. And I have to. She wondered how many flights like this she had made. It was a rush, being where the action is. Since her near miss she wondered, if would the odds catch up to her? Arriving in Italy Tara completed her paper work, it would be a 24 hour layover so time to get to town and have lunch with her friend Carla, an Italian Journalist. Carla had flown down from Rome to spend the day and they met at a caf? in the old town. Tara and Carla hugged and kissed on the cheeks in the European fashion. Tara. .. slave!" Dominica's voice made Daniella drift even more. The world felt fuzzy, indistinct. She felt so warm again."Now, I want you to pick up the top two things out of the suitcase. Pick them up, slave!" On top of a gloriously soft, folded rubber sheet were a brand new enema kit, with a two-quart, black rubber water bottle, and a smooth black butt plug -- not very large, but big enough to mean "business." Daniella was panting, and Dominica could see the slave was extremely aroused. I always enjoyed staying overnight because I could pick out a different bedroom each time. She would always read me stories and as I got older, eight, nine, ten, even eleven, she would invite me into her bed, especially if there was a storm or if we had watched a scary movie or were reading a scary book.We always had lots of fun, I got lots of hugs and snuggles, she often mussed my hair, whispered nonsensical things in my ear, tickled me until I cried for her to stop. Of course, as I became.