I still had so much to think about. I really wanted my life back. It just felt like it was lost cause. I still didn't know how Rob could do this to me...The next few weeks went quickly. Before I knew it, February was upon us. I was back to my normal Friday and Saturday's off. The date was Friday February 12th to be exact. I still had Rob dangling by a string and I was starting to enjoy it much less than I had been. I was in the living room relaxing when there was a knock at the door.I got up and. A fear and joy together as like being in love, guys it is such a great feel. Ok not to drag you out, I opened the gate and walked to the door. She was looking at me through the window all this time and once reach the door, before I knock the door she opened it with lusty shy look but checked outside to see is there anybody looking at us. I stepped inside and once she closed the door I hold her hair and pulled slightly and kissed her neck for which she moaned and hugged me tight and said we got. She was slightly fearful because for the first time since landing she was unaccompanied and she knew full well what that could mean here. On the other hand she was in a civilised hotel and she did have her slave collar on so she should be safe.Approaching the desk she asked one of the naked receptionists if there was a message for her and when hearing the answer no she cursed John under her breath and smiling at the receptionist she took a seat against the wall hoping that John had merely gone. I was asked to pick out the men who brought me in and they were easy. I said their two names and pointed at them. I usually remember everything in detail, and it was easy to pick them out. They were asked about the money from my wallet, and one guy was acting guilty.I told the police officer in charge, “It’s easy to know my money because I put it in the wallet with the corner creased to fit. The bills should still have the crease. There was a hundred, three twenties, a five, and a one.”The two.