I waited for her response and was glad to see that my statement did not make her cry again. Anything else you want to ask about? She shook her head no... Then lets go to the bedroom. With this she began whimpering again thinking about what was going to happen but she did follow me to the master bedroom without any hesitation. Once in the room I came up close to her and bent down and kissed her gently on her lips. I was nervous and could only imagine what she was feeling. But as I was close to her. "If Dom was doinganything other than he was doing, you wouldn't be here."I could only see the back of Rachel's head so I couldn't tell if shewas embarrassed or exasperated. "Sorry," she muttered. I was still noclearer.The woman looked at her and said, "No, I'm sorry. This is just..." andshe teared up a little. I handed her a tissue from my bag and shesmiled, "Thank you dear. It's not what I signed up for. We had 42 goodyears, but the last five..." and she blew a raspberry. There was a. I stare at her for a moment, watching as she reaches up to get what she wrote at the top of the board, how her dress rides up a bit, how her breasts stand out, how her hair flows over her shoulders. I hurry out the doorway before she can say anything else.*3:00 pm. I head back to Miss Smith's room as all my friends head home or to practice or whatever else they have going on.I stop at the bathroom and splash cold water on my face, trying to cool my thoughts, before heading to her room.She is. My face started to feel hot and fill with blood and my heart started to beat at a very fast pace. Was she going to let people see me like this? plugged, caged and pegged, tied on my knees with no way of knowing who or what was coming into the house. I heard her answer the door and greet what sounded like three people perhaps two men and a woman but I couldn't be sure. They came into the room and mistress told them to make themselves comfortable, I was just ignored completely as if I wasn't.