Ever since the incident with Claude and his friends a few days earlier, things had not been going well for her. Word of what happened had leaked out a...d was being whispered from one end of town to the other. Suddenly, the men who had been happy to squire her around town turned and walked the other way when they approached her on the street, women in town – be they respectable or not – looked at her with disapproval in their eyes. She needed some place new, some place where she could start. "Hands up."I lifted my arms and he helped me into the prettiest dress I had ever seen. It was a beautiful long black dress that's scooped down low in the back exposing my soft tender skin. The front was classically ornate and fit my every curve wonderfully."Damn, you look fucking amazing, Angel!"At this point I was fighting the urge to turn around and kiss him. His lips grazed my neck as he planted tender kisses all over til he found my mouth. Our tongues met and did a dance of love. I felt my. Cindy was listening intently to their rich, evangelistic voices when she became aware that Jeff's bare foot was touching her own, that his thigh was pressing to her thigh. When she moved her leg away from his, his leg moved with it, pressing against it again. Then his bare foot was on top of hers, covering it, rubbing it. His toes wiggled. His hand fell on her thigh and gave a gentle squeeze. He was reading from the Bible, as if he were unaware of what his hand was doing.Cindy tried to ignore. He was hopelessly enslaved by his own submission to all women.Karl now served drinks and viewed the throng with much greater interest; one of these lucky males would realise their dreams tonight, even though they might find the circumstances a little strange, if they were not aware of Dale’s dominant nature and of her strange relationship with her Bar Manager. The chosen male was quite often aware of it though; he had on occasion been held on his leash by a prostitute, brought along with Dale’s.