I was fixated on her and Anthonybeing alone the previous night. Was I already a cuckold? Had Anthonymade it to the end zone?"Oh, JoJo. Don't be like t...at," it was as if she had read my mind. "Wejust played a little bit. We didn't do the deed.Well, not that deed.Maybe another deed. Just suffice to say we're all square about the blowjob in the bar." Sheesh, Molly," Anthony said. "Can we stop talking and get to fucking?I ain't got all night." See how charming he is, JoJo. Real men are like that.. And if i see laughter at me in the eyes of others, i do not recognize it, for who are they to call my Master wrong? If He says i am His toy, His slut, His tramp, then i am that…as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be, and if others do not see this, then it is they who are blind, not my Master. my mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know as only He can. i have no secrets from Him…for secrets are a thing that would keep me from being perfectly His. Secrets would put a wall. She was so shocked she could barely stammer. “I’ll get the phone but first… perhaps…would you like to stay?” WAS THIS WOMAN MAD?! Carry goes to politely decline but her eyes catch onto that of another masked stranger, his body was buff and he was well hung and his eyes seemed caring. He smiles at her and she notices he’s getting a semi. “Oh what the fuck, why not?” she says shrugging, this reply seems to have come out of nowhere this isn’t her sort of thing… or is it? “Well” the first. She was a good actress. My neighbor's name is Dave. We all live on a quiet street with little traffic -- a nice suburban neighborhood. Our house is on the corner and Dave's is right next door. Our house is a 10 year old, 2000 square foot ranch. Dave's is similar, except that he has a small in-ground pool, and a fence that encloses his backyard. We don't have any neighbors to the rear -- our side of the street backs up to a wooded area. Dave is 27 years old, about 6 foot, 190 lbs. He's sandy.