With her encouragement, I called Chaz in Canberra. He was quite enthusiastic about a visit and wanted to know when I’d arrive.“It’s Monday. I wo...’t leave before Wednesday. I thought I’d cross the Dividing Range, look at the MacIntyre in Inverell and stop in Moree. Then through Narrabin to Dubbo and from there to Canberra. But I want to stop in Cowra. I was there when I was a grad student, but the woman I was with didn’t know much history and I’m still interested in the garden and museum. So the. I felt like a china doll, as I was passed from man to man, each of them getting a kiss and in many cases, a grope at my bum. Even from the few I knew for certain were gay. It felt like ages before I was returned to Jack, stood on unsteady legs, and handed another drink.Even my breathing was unsteady by now. I gladly drank the wine, knowing what was still to come. And knowing I could stop it at any time, just by signaling to Dave or Jack. But that would spoil the lads' fun, and I so wanted them. The will. I harrumphed. He glanced at me questioningly, but I shook my head to indicate disavowal of my action. I wasn’t ready to speak about what hewitnessed. A shadow of Barry taunted me with the knowledge Mr. Ryan hadn’t sought me out for personal reasons, but merely for business. Shaking myself clear of any fancy he was actually interested in me as anything beyond his partner’s daughter, I allowed that bright hope to fade quietly. At heart, I am a realist and understood no matter how much. Why? What made me feel comfortable here? Master? No, I felt comfortable here before I met Master, despite all the odd comments people make.’ She snapped her fingers. ‘It was Roger!’ Suddenly the door to the kitchen opened. Roger stood in the doorway, looking cross. ‘I take it Anne didn’t return?’ Jolee glanced up at the small camera in the corner of the room and suddenly felt terrible. She was a slut, a depraved sex-fiend and Roger was going to take Master away from her and kick her out of the.