Her fingernails were making things difficult, so she broke off in themiddle of preparing the food and went to the bathroom to cut themshorter.Wait--no... too much shorter!Why not?She found it hard to understand her reluctance.Perhaps this wasn't her own body, so she had better not do too much tochange it because she would have to return it soon. If that was the caseshe vaguely hoped someone was taking care of her own body, wherever itwas.She cut her nails as short as she dared. The result looked. I saw submission in them, they found strength in me. It was consensual in that they could say their safe word and walk away at any time. However, once I’ve pushed them past their limits, they would never dream of using their safe word. I’ve trained them to love the whip even as I carefully ensured they had no permanent damage. If they tried to have a normal relationship, they would probably struggle to do so. However, I find great doubt in myself right now. None of what I believed before is. And when morning came, we came awake almost at the same moment, and spent a few minutes cuddled and stroking and happy before rising to face the day. I had collected the rest of the group, checked us all out of the hotel, turned in my rental car keys, and piled us into a hotel shuttle for the trip to JFK. Courtney was looking grim and determined after another morning of watching her show sans her. She commented that if this got fixed, however it did, she would never again take her job for. Dawn thought Bob was kind of cute. She enjoyed receiving compliments. “Thank-you. I wish my boyfriend was as appreciative of what I wore as you are.” Bob not wanting to offend Julie, complimented her on her outfit also and what nice legs she has. “So, are you a leg man or a chest man? Julie teasingly asked as she twirled around showing her legs. “Let me show you what we have,” Dawn interjected breaking Julie’s spell over Bob. “Julie, since it is getting so late why don’t you put the closed.