If he ever gets around to building a cabin, or crude furniture, the square will come in handy, but it's only ten inches across the top. Not much good ...or quickly measuring a pole to go across his entrance. Of course, there might be one in Robertson's case, if so, and if Morales ever manages to get the case, he'll have a rule, and probably more importantly, have a double supply of energy bars should his meat run short during the winter, not to mention all the other equipment he'll have in. I was not very picky who I went to bed with and dated a variety of women, old or young, any ethnicity. I never had a single preference when it came to girlfriends which has its pros and cons and I had my heart broken more than a few times when a relationship suddenly ended when they had the realization that their curiousity had been satiated and would go back to their heterosexual life. I took a quick shower and dressed in a white tank top t-shirt, jeans, and a light jacket. Not overly dressy. She knew she looked like a slut, that was the look she was going for.She walked into the club and immediately noticed the stares from men and women. As she made her way to the bar, she noticed that the club was extremely busy tonight.She caught the eye of a couple men who smiled and said hello. She smiled back, said hello, and they asked if they could buy her a drink. She said yes, as it would be rude to turn down any man who requested attention.They chatted for a few minutes as she downed her. .." Rick repeated... "have you met him?" Oh no, you don't get to meet your Master or Mistress until you'veproved yourself to the Program. We're like not even close yet, Ithink." Your SissyStats... you're... locked up right now?" Rick whispered."Oh yeah. Sissies aren't allowed on dates with each other if we're notin chastity." Candi replied. She tapped her phone, "Master is listeningright now. He listens to everything. We need to be chaperoned to ensurewe behave..." Candi eyed Rick up and.