“Are you serious?”She looked down, then back at me. “I think it would be fun… and I think you’d like it, too.”She was right, I would… I ...hink. Part of me (the obvious part, about halfway down) would, but part of me would be freaked out of my mind. “When?” I asked her.“I don’t know. I’ll have to call Michelle, I guess. I know it can’t be next weekend. We start volleyball this week, practice starts tomorrow, in fact. And then we have that round-robin tournament next weekend, so it would have to. "I want lots and lots of pictures," she said. "Can you get them?" She winked. "You know the ones I mean." I'll get you everything you want."She smiled lewdly. "What I want now is a cock. Can you help me out with that, too?" Why don't you see for yourself?" He rubbed the huge lump in his pants."Isn't there something in your code of ethics about fucking the clients?" She giggled and dropped to her knees in front of him."I don't remember anything like that," he grinned. "I think it just said to. What would happen to her then? Would he free her or would he keep her, and in what capacity? Her mind would still be sharp, so she would still be useful in his business dealings. But he might want to use her in other, more nefarious ways.Then there was the matter of being a human cow. Interestingly, that subject didn't bother her. She supposed it was because she had accepted that her body belonged to him.Then it occurred to her, if she left, she'd be taking his property with her. Why would he. It felt so good to splurge. I feel so sexy in this suit. You make me soooo happy." With that she lept onto my lap and kissed me in a way that told me something special was coming my way."I love you so much. You make me feel so special. Every day. Let me get this suit off so we don't ruin it, then I'll show you how much I appreciate you."Who's going to argue with that. I joined Cindy in our bedroom. When she removed the suit I could see how her tanning was coming along."You're really getting.