So over the course of one or two days, we exchanged some emails and the one from him that had gotten to me was one in particular……. See, we hadn�...�t really exchanged names yet so he asked me “sweetheart what do I call you?” I thought oh my god I’m in trouble here. It had been a very long time since someone had used that endearment when referring to me and I thought it was so sweet  So moving on…… we planned to meet at a local restaurant and I was so incredibly nervous. I got there first (I. As the hour ended, he quickly gathered his things, made a waving gesture to me, and disappeared into the hallway. I caught only fleeting glimpses of him the rest of the day, as he seemed to be avoiding me entirely.That night I slipped out of the house after bedtime and headed down the alley to the boy's house. This time, I remained in the alleyway, completely out of sight, and watched the open curtain window of their dinning room. As I looked, again, the whole family was naked with the husband. The engine purred to life and I relaxed into the warm seat. I was home... or as good as. "Where are we going, Master?" I asked after we had been travelling for around twenty minutes. I realised it had taken us nearly four hours to drive from his house to Mistress Gina's... surely he wouldn't make me wait that long... "You'll see." was all he said. I began to become impatient, but I didn't dare say. I was in enough trouble as it was I realised. I distracted myself by thinking of what he would. We stood in the crowded bar while we drank our beers. As we came to the point when we would either order another round or leave, I mentioned that I usually watched a certain TV show at this time but couldn't since my TV had been stolen. The name of the show was Ernie's trigger phrase and I watched with great interest as the planted suggestion activated. She seemed to get a far-away look in her eyes for a moment, as if remembering something from a long time ago. Then she turned to put her beer.