She insisted that we eat as a family at the dining table and always prepared a good, wholesome meal with dessert. Dad moaned as usual about the desser... and how it was affecting his figure but still polished off his portion promptly. I didn't have any problems with eating what was put in front of me.After the meal I dumped the dishes in the dishwasher and cleared away the rest of the waste from the kitchen before being excused. Normally I would head for my bedroom and finish off any homework I. I had been able to keep the broad strokes in my memory the last few days. I was thrilled. I felt that even waking up just knowing my name was an accomplishment. So knowing my name and the name of the woman who was driving me to a party later was great.Okay, I did have to check the computer to know what she was doing before the party. I also had to check the computer to find out the details about the butt plug up my ass. God that sounds so stupid, but it was true. I tried but could not remember. Paul and Mo had followed her like zombies, and the guys on the door had been too focussed on Mia to even look at them, despite the fact there was supposed to be an eighteen limit here - the club Mia had chosen because the music was rock and oldies and not too loud to think or talk over.Paul swayed from side to side, trying to copy other guys and practising moving his feet a little and his arms not so much. Mo was doing a bit better, but not a lot, while Mia swayed fluidly in front of both of. As he sat on one corner looking at me with his deep eyes, I was simply astounded at the effect this man was having on me. Since I had been with many men before this, there was no reason for me to feel like a girl going out with a man for the first time. In fact, I had never felt so much attracted to anyone that it would make me feel so much self-conscious. But, his gentle voice and concerned tone, made me feel much more relaxed and warm up instantly. Perhaps, he had sensed that I was equally.