I wish I could look that good at five AM," Jerry said."Thanks, but I don't feel as though I look great. I just feel about half drugged. We are getting...coffee before we get on the road aren't we?" I asked."All you can drink," Jerry said. "Come on we are off for the truck stop about two miles up the road."Jerry pulled the truck out of the public rest area and headed off in a more or less northerly direction. As Jerry had said the truck stop was only a couple of miles. While he filled up the truck. Ralph stood back admiring his handiwork so far and casually removed his cape and carefully folded it and placed it on a nearby chair. For a few moments he put his hand on his chin as if considering his next move. “Yes, me thinks you must needs be stretched a bit more.” With a chuckle he tightened the wrist restraints until Amy’s slender arms were stretched to the point of pain. “Now what to do with those pretty legs? Hmmmmmm? Let’s see?” The big question in Ralph’s mind was should he stretch. He makes me degrade myself in front of him, crawl to him, or prance andmince around the room while he criticises any hint of masculinity inme. His biggest turn ons, he tells me, are sissies, slaves, maids andStepford wives. I shall be all of these for him he informs me.I'm still on probation with him but he is only interested in real meetingsso we are working towards that, if it ever becomes safe to do so. He is a man of fifty-one and I have to say the most masculine man I have ever. Kevin Sim's plan.Life in the Federation ( 24th century ) is incredible, there's no wars, no diseases, no hunger, no crime, we don't use currency of any kind and we are protected by Star Fleet from any and all threats. Thanks to Federation replicator technology all Federation members can replicate anything they need, food, clothing, medicine, etc, etc. Thanks to Federation medical technology all races ( Human and Alien ) in the Federation have extended lifespans.I'm a Human from Earth and like.