" Thanks," she said. "Now scoot!"I grinned, and ran out the door to head for the shower.We ate a hearty breakfast, and I invited Charlotte over to mee... my mom. We had the whole afternoon to kill before our meeting with Sheila, so there was no hurry. I did phone my mom and tell her the good news—Charlotte and I had officially tied the unofficial knot, dating. She told me she was happy for us, but there was a tone of reservation in her voice that suggestion she thought it was perhaps going a. ’‘What about the oar Joe? It’s got fingerprints and palm prints on the blade. If there had been a murder, I’d bet money that the oar was the weapon.’‘Bring it back with you Dennis. Who knows maybe when we find out what happened, the evidence could be useful. In the meantime, I’m going to have to let these two go. I don’t like doing it, but until I’ve got a crime, I’ve got no reason to hold them’‘Okay, Joe we’ll see you later.’The inspector put the phone down and went down the corridor to the. I found it interesting that the two of them frequently scoffed at authority and played pranks on me, but there were some lines they absolutely feared crossing.“I know. I want your mother to see it off of you when I take this video,” I said. I held up my phone and told the two of them to repeat the following;I AM MASTER DANNY’S WHORE. HE OWNS ME FOR THE NEXT MONTH. I WILL OBEY ANYTHING HE TELLS ME TO DO. IF I FUCK UP AND TRY TO PLAY PRANKS ON HIM OR DISOBEY HE WILL PUT THIS VIDEO ON TWITTER AND. He never seemed to notice though or if he did he didn't show it.Once I was laying on a bench, lifting small dumbbells over my head when I noticed how low he wore his pants. His hands were outstretched spotting me, so he stepped in a little closer and I found myself looking up his shorts and at the head of the most enormous black dick I had ever seen. I could hardly believe it and I almost dropped the dumbbells. Luckily he was there to support my wrists. I remember he looked down just as I moved.