Someone was holding my hand in the dark. I tried to speak, an unrecognisable noise and it felt like someone was using sandpaper on my throat.“Oh Kar...n! Here try some of this.”Something cold touches my lower lip, wet, my mouth is wet. I try hard and manage to swallow. The cold trickle soothes my aching throat a little.“That’s a good girl, try to rest now.”“Sharri?” My voice cracks.“Yes Karen, I’m here.” Her voice is a comforting balm to me something recognisable.“I can’t see you.”“Karen, you’ve. "Now, now. You know that those aren't real", he said as his hand now smoothed the reddened flesh. "We've talked about this before. Your wish to take a break from being in control of everything.A chance to let go. You obviously thought I didn't understand. But I do know what you've wanted."She considered his words and couldn't help the involuntary motion of her hips. "There will be none of that, my sweet," he whispered. "Your pleasure will come at my direction this time, when and how I direct.". .............................................................I lay there thinking about what Mhari had said to me yesterday, I wasconfident that she would keep my secret to herself and that she wouldstill be a friend for the rest of the trip. But everything she had saidwas correct here I was living the dream, something that I could neverhave thought possible just ten days ago. Up until then there had beensnatched opportunities to let Tracey out of her box. Now here was Traceyliving a day to day. .. She undressed for bed early, deciding to go to lie down and watch some TV from the portable set in the bedroom and just plain relax. It had been a harrowing day what with one thing and another, and she was awfully tired... She stood naked after stripping her clothes off and hanging them up, examining herself critically in the light of the bedroom before switching on the TV. She took the pins out of her hair and let the long silky strands fall; they covered her breasts partially, with only.