Face it, Shelly; you weren't exactly appalled by his attention.He gave me just a few minutes to recuperate.After that time I felt it. A touch, gentle ...nd slow, ever so slightly on the leg. I was caught by surprise and moved my leg away, forcing my eyes out my window. It was sort of a surreal situation; the music playing softly above the hum of his engine, being in such a confined space with a man most would die for. And yet everything was wrong and confusing.He didn't remove his fingertips from. She knew what I had wanted too. I had a patio area; you know the deal, a rug, a plastic table, four chairs, unexciting…. Vicki grabs my hand and leads me to this area. We walk through the door, into my patio and I immediately she threw herself on top of the table. “Jeff, I want you to undress me” She said as she kissed my neck. I wasn’t hesitant. I quickly took off her top, and saw her bra. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a plain bra. Clasp in the back, flowers embedded into the fabric, white in. She moved differently too, not as smoothly or athletically as the woman in my memory. This woman was younger than my Carlie had been when I met her. This girl looked a lot like Carlie, but she wasn't her."You look so much like her..." I said.Her smile widened. "Thank you. People tell me that all the time. You're him, aren't you? There just couldn't be two like you. You're Ike Blacktower, right?"I'd gotten some control over my body, got my feet under me and stood up slowly, brushing myself. Donovan Corbett, who had grown up having everything done for him, suddenly had control in his life and his entire world. Suddenly, he had become ‘Master Donovan’ in every possible meaning of the title. His professional career was going strong and getting stronger. He decided to build his personal career by converting part of one of his homes to a training facility for teaching and training sex slaves and submissives. He went through several assistants before finding Victor. Donovan and Victor.