"I sure would like a cup of coffee. I don't suppose you would allow my lawyer time to go through the drive through at Hardee's on the way?" I asked. "...'ll have her bring you some."Afraid not Sylvia," the sergeant said."Just for the hell of it what does that warrant say you are looking for?" I asked."A moonshine still," the Sergeant said.I broke out laughing. "Unless you can brew shine in a coffee pot, you are really wasting your time," I replied.Rita arrived in eight minutes and Morris read her. He's mine. "I love it, too," I said, as I took a bite of a meatball. "You're my whore, Aubrey." "Yes Master, I am." I think he said that, for himself, not really a reminder to me. "I do what I want to you, with you. Within our boundaries though, that we've always had. Nothing changes. Love, trust, respect, they're always first. You're my whore, but so much more than just that." His eyes showed love and made me tingle in a happy way. I smiled and nodded. I wanted to lean in and kiss him, but I. I told the girls, "My mom, Sam Kramer, told me over three years ago that in submission there is freedom. There is a scripture that suggests wives be obedient to their husbands as onto the Lord. Well, obedience is not submission; for submission to be perfect the one who submits must love, trust, and honor the one who commands or dominates to the point that all decisions in his or her life are made by the dominant. When Sam adopted me and I adapted to the Naked In Society lifestyle, I could not. Thank you!" she finally blurted and spontaneously hugged me. "Idon't know what to say!" Don't say anything," I told her. "You deserve it. Talk to Megan and shewill set up the details. Okay?" Okay," she replied. I talked with her a while longer, but it was obviousthat she was still shell-shocked.I talked to a number of other students who were also excited, but fordifferent reasons. Some of them were just excited to meet me. Others werein awe that I was actually talking to them. It wasn't.