A Slave is not simply a sexual object, though at times I certainly use her in this fashion. It's a lifestyle between two consenting adults. Out of the...privacy of our lives, we are two upper-middle-class individuals that hold jobs and do all that other couples do.In fact that is one reason why I'm writing this today. You see, right now, my Slave Marnie is kneeling next to my seat waiting for my attention. It's early Sunday morning - I don't normally sleep much, and we had both just emerged from. . ahem... those knights who've come in recently are making the work of the church harder than ever before. Our prayers- in combination with the people's gracious offerings- have always been perfectly sufficient to repel the demon lord's armies. Why don't the citizens see that?" Hmmm... Perhaps rather than blaming the citizens, you should be focusing on what can be done to win the people back?" Broomi offered, feeling more practical than usual. "You simply need to offer something that the. Were not done yet. With those words, she winked at me. Even though I was spent, I was getting turned on all over again, hoping Jessie was referring to what I thought she was referring to. I wasnt sure before but I was committed now to some more wicked group sex. I just hoped the guys would be on board too. Jessie strutted off to the bathroom to clean up the mess on her face and freshen up, meaning we guys were going to have to wait entirely too long in either silence or with Bens inappropriate. In the front hall, Detective Lopez shakes rain off her coat and wipes her feet as some of the girls look at her curiously, wondering what a detective is doing at CCL House. She’s a tall, thirty-something woman with full lips, cold eyes, and curly hair.Upstairs, the top sister of CCL, Amy, sits at her desk in her room in slippers, panties, and a sweatshirt, diligently planning the next three weeks of events for CCL. This isn’t just a sorority, it’s an institution in the town of Gurlberg. You’d.