And it would be glorious. We haven’t made love for almost a year and a half and I want you so badly. I can’t ask you right now, though. It’s not...good for us.”She sighed deeply, “Damn.”I was right. That was what she wanted, but it would make a mess of things and put us right back into the cycle we had been in before.“I want it, too,” I said. “I really do. But let’s wait. It’s not time yet. You said our time will come and I think you’re right.”“Will you kiss me?” she asked quietly.I pulled her to. It looked like the kind someone would use when riding a horse. Kim did not take a close look at it before, but she liked it. It fit in her hand perfectly and was just the right size. She took the whip and grazed it on Bob’s inner thighs, moving it upward toward his stomach and chest. She reminded him he could not speak and he nodded. She took the whip and ran it along his nipples, down his stomach, and then along his thighs. She did this a few times, making sure not to touch his cock or balls.. He doesn’t snap or snarl, so I start to pet him . He’s a good boy.“I see you’ve me Bart!” a voice says. I jump in fright and turn around. It’s a man, and not the homeless owner I’d assumed based on the dog’s appearance. He looks to be about my age, and he’s dark, and tall, and too handsome for me to speak to.“Uh…” I say, unable to do anything but gawk.“I’m Dave.” Dave says, extending his hand.“Me. They would rush up to their room and put it in a pool and split it four ways, they loved me and knew that the old son of a bitch was wrong in his actions.I had a part time job. I was a pearl diver1 in a local restaurant afterschool and all day Saturday. My money covered my school books, 2 my car insurance, and extra clothes other than jeans and shirts. I had been given my car by my maternal grandfather because he got a new one.1pearl diver – a derogatory name for a restaurant dishwasher. I.