It didn’t have to wait long before it got its reply. The slave was hesitant about opening it because the lady had replied back so quickly. To slav... this could be good or bad, bad if the lady was totally freaked out by the idea of Master somehow being a part of any future meeting her and it had or good if the lady was interested or turned on by the thought of it. Once it opened the email it found out that it was the second choice and that the lady was intrigued by the idea of someone else. " Waking our daughter is the last of my worries at this moment!"It was five weeks later and the October issue of Ladies Man had just hit the newsstands."I... I had no idea!" she gasped as she leafed through the centerfold feature again."What do you mean you had no idea? You were there weren't you?" Yes, yes of course, but I had some wine to calm me down. I don't remember much after that." Oh, come on, Denise. That's about the weakest excuse i've ever heard. Some wine would have made you a bit. I nodded, oohed, ahhed, tut-tutted. The irony of my ‘mark’ being named Mark was not lost on me. My mission was to befriend him and over the next month, sap him of every scrap of military intelligence he had. My story was of a Midwestern farm girl thrown into the whirlwind of navy housing, a clique society I was not welcomed into.Mark told me, “I got jilted after twenty years of marriage. Wait. Exactly twenty years next week. But it ain’t gonna happen again. The bitch left me for an admiral!. Dreams about you." You have?" She asked."Yea...of course! Your beautiful, s*s." He said. "Your body is so hot, and seeing you in a bikini when we go swimming and stuff? I dream about it." You think I'm beautiful?" She asked."Of course. You are, Allie!" Jason said, turning towards her. "You know you are, so don't act shy now." Whatever." She blushed. "So yea...that's why I have been quiet." Well I am glad you told me, and I don't think your a freak." Maybe...You should come upstairs with me.".