Whatever was on her mother's mind, though, she knew it couldn't be too time-consuming. Her mother was a copyrighter for an ad agency -- a damn good on..., too -- and would be leaving for work in a few minutes. She was already dressed in a camel dress cut an inch or so up her thighs and hugging her trim waist to emphasize all the more the curvaceous fullness of her bust and ass.Charlene walked over to the table with her coffee and sat opposite her mother."You came in awfully late, young lady," her. Maybe you’ll finally gain some weight.”Maddi shook her head with finality. “I’m done.”“DONE?” Diana’s sterling grey eyes went big. “With what? The game? Our plan? Our FUCKING DREAM?!?” She lunged at Maddi and grabbed her shirt. Pulling her close enough to smell the meat on Maddi’s breath, she grit her teeth. “You run right along to your special little college. You’ve already been replaced.” She hissed before pushing her away.Maddi caught herself before stumbling further. Her pulse raced as she. It is beautifully tooled with a geometric design that circles the entire collar. The back of the collar is almost seamlessly joined by a flush stainless steel lock. The front of the collar includes a post and a hinged steel ring. On one side is a blank steel name plate waiting for an engraver's tools. Sally asked about the thicker area on the other side of the collar. I told her about the embedded electronics and the remote control box. She asked if this was like the electronic collar and fence. I watch her in appreciation as she passes over the threshold to my boudoir, she has never looked so beautiful. I enter following her and close the door. There it's a dim light from the lamp on my night stand.She turns and places her hands around my face and draws me near. Our lips touch, and my knees begin to buckle. Taking my hand, she sits me down on my bed, reaching up to the buttons on my shirt. I look her in the eye. She looks down at her hands where she almost has my shirt open. Last.