Miguel was afraid to touch her, for fear she would vanish. Instead, she offered her hand to him and when he accepted it, she pulled him to his feet. M...guel, Ive been waiting for you for such a long time. Youre here, he whispered, afraid to speak. A shy smile and she answered him back, This is where I belong. In the little light that shone through from the street, Miguels dark Latin hands cupped Eves face and he lowered his lips to her perfectly heart-shaped mouth. He had always known her kisses. The numbers would correspond with their spouse. This would betheir new name. They would be known as slave M100 or slave F100. ? They would neveragain use their real life name of Tony or Jane, just slave M100 or slave F100.It was a simple system! Richard didn?t want to makeanything anymore complicated than was necessary. ? The slaves walkedinto the room and stood directly in front of Richard?s chair without so much asa peep. Ginger followed behind the couple which she was dressed in nothing. Nowtry and stand up straight." So I slowly straightened myself up. I feltvery tender down there and the tightness that the cage was causing me,made my nervous and somewhat anxious."Now start to walk around the room and see if it causes you anydiscomfort" which I did, surprised to feel, that I could actually walkquite easily, although the tightness down there was a constant reminder."IF you need to go to the toilet this evening, make sure you're sittingdown when you're having a wee, and don't. ‘Flower,’ she repeated patiently. Simon smiled from across the too short table as he assisted his son. ‘Car,’ his deep, sexy West Texas drawl caressed her skin. Her nipples hardened inside her plain white bra. ‘Get a grip,’ she chastised herself. She had no business lusting after the super hot single dad, who had recently joined their special needs homeschool group. Looking up, she saw five other pair of eyes watching the man’s every move. She frowned. She and Simon were the only single.