Again, you'll have to beg me for it, though. You have to surrender your freedom if you want real slavery." Do I get to choose my destination?" I asked...as I looked over the cameras, searching for a way to turn one on."No, whore. I choose. You only get to choose whether or not to have your contract sold, you sign some paperwork denouncing your citizenship to this country, and away you go. All my whores choose it. They need it. You do as well." Yes, Domina," I said as I found the way to turn on. And her glasses! What reeks ‘accountant’ any louder than back rimmed, large lensed, glasses? They all but intentionally covered up her big brown, puppy-dog, eyes. As she scanned the room looking for Dan’s face, she gently tugged at her sweater, swiping away any lint and arranging her self for meeting her potential employer. Her gaze caught sight of Dan and her quizzical expression turned to familiar. In that moment, suddenly the awkward grad student emerged as an attractive young woman. Her. What do you think?” Jolene paused. “You're right. I didn't have a clue. Thanks for showing us. I'll think a bit more about what I say before saying it.” “I'm glad you learned something, Christine. If you and Maggie want to know more I could use a couple of part time groomers. I can't pay you but I'll trade you riding time for your efforts. That's if it's okay with your parents.” Maggie looked at me with the same thought in mind, heck yes! We just needed to get mom and dad to let us use the car. Some of them in which I forgot my role as her father.Take right now, for instance. Meagan is out right now, with her friends. Both male and female. And I just can't help getting these thoughts to enter my brain. I know she has feelings for one of the boys. I know because she told me. We're that close. She even told me she hoped she would be getting closer to him tonight. Without her knowing about it, I hoped it too, but in another way altogether.I know a father is never supposed to think like.