When I had the bra on,I slipped the dress over my head and Grandma zipped it up for me. Thenshe sat me down and did my hair again, only curling the bo...tom under,which made it look really nice. Without a word I went to get someearrings, the gold ones, and clipped them to my ears. I used the pale redlipstick, then Grandma spritzed me with perfume! I put the shoes on andlooked in the mirror. If nothing else, I at least had some kind of shapeand my hair looked nice.I still felt awkward, and I was. ” “Late for what?” “You’ll see it is a surprise.” I sit back and just enjoy the morning sun, wondering what she is up to. We pull into the parking lot of a secluded villa in one of the posher neighborhoods. There is a small discrete brass plaque announcing that we are at the Elite Spa. “Spa? What the hell has she planned?” As we enter, a young woman comes towards us. “You must be Mr. and Mrs. Roberts.” “Please follow me.” We obediently follow her, my eyes full on a beautiful little tush swaying. He got himself a can of soda out of a vending machine, asking me if I wanted anything. I just shook my head; I'd tried to drink a cup of water a few hours before and had vomited it back up almost as soon as I had drunk it. My emotional turmoil was not making my stomach very happy.We sat down, each of us taking a corner chair so we could sort of face each other. He gave me a long look, as if he was rearranging his thoughts, then simply asked, "So ... what happened?"I shrugged. "It was a car. The choker had a lead so that he could keep control of how far away I got from him. He lead me out of the auction naked with just the choker and chains as my dress for the night. When we reached his car there was a man sitting in the driver’s seat so we both got in the back seat of the car. Once we got in the car I pleaded with him to please let me go home with my Daddy that there had been some kind of mistake I know my Daddy meant to be the one to win me in the auction. The man assured me that.