He didn't appear bothered by the exploitation of his body at all. Caitlin wore pastel pink ears and a tiny corkscrew tail, which stuck out at a one hu...dred and eighty-degree angle from her behind. Her face was bright red and she held her head down so she was looking at the ground not into the crowd of anxiously awaiting audience members. She was already terribly humiliated and the competition hadn't even started."The first event will be for each slave to parade across the stage making the noise. Like that would have mattered?Two weeks later it was time for another sleepover party, and this time Candice was hosting it. When it was time to leave, Kathryn got her backpack and turned to me."As we walked here, would you mind giving me ride?" Sure."I took note that she didn't say to where. I took her backpack and opened the car door for her. When I started driving, I headed to my home. After a moment of silence she turned to my direction."I didn't really believe it when Candice told me that. The poor child was quite clearly beside herself."I'm James Walker," I informed her.There was another long pause. I could see she knew she ought to respond and desperately wanted to but she struggled to summon the words. "Alicia Benson", she announced eventually and broke into a relieved smile that she had been able to articulate her name so successfully."Well, Alicia, I think we should celebrate knowing each other's names. I'll buy you a coffee."We found a table in the coffee shop adjoining the. Initially she had been subtle, brushing past him in corridors, batting her eyelids for all that they were worth. But nothing had, as yet resulted in a date, or even acknowledgement. She was becoming a little frustrated. As her efforts to catch his eye had intensified she was becoming frustrated at the lack of response. She began to believe that, following some of her more recent antics, she might as well wear a sign proclaiming ?Slut?. She was beginning to believe that the object of her.