.we made a pact never to tell anyone about this night we would take it to our graves! I couldn't hardly sleep that night I kept imagining storm troop...rs breaking down my bedroom door and hauling me off to prison but I finally slept and I dreamed of Becky...she would haunt my dreams for the rest of my life! When school came around on Monday I tried to get out of it faking sick but Mom would hear none of it “Get your ass of to school young man!” She said in a voice I knew not to argue with so I. "You are to always tell me when you awaken, so that I can immediately begin your lessons!" I quickly untied your wrists and legs from the table, and sit you up. "It is time that you have your first true lesson in obeying me as my slave. This is a public lesson, slut, because I will need assistance in your training. As I shared with you before, no harm will come to you, but you MUST obey my commands, quickly and completely." Are you ready to begin, slut?" "Yes, Master" you answer, your fear now. “Really? The manager asked if I would do another? Wow, wasn’t expecting that. How do you feel about it if I did another one?”We arrived at the hotel entrance and pulled the car up and said, “let’s talk about this in the room.”“OK.”The valet’s rushed to open up your door and to help you out. I suspect they all knew her as the leggy hot blonde. I got the ticket and handed off the key to the valet. You placed your arm into my arm, and we walked over to the elevators. Pushing the call button,. The men have been plugging native girls on a daily basis, and being married ain’t going to change their habits. The wives will fill their time meeting other bored wives for tiffin, arranging flowers, and drinking – lime cordial to start with – then adding a tot of gin to give it, and them, some sparkle. It is not unknown for bored, neglected, drunken, white women to go native, and have affairs with young Indian or Eurasian men...”“Eurasian?”“Someone of mixed race. Usually, in fact always, a.