They had seemed to be a couple and I wondered what our exhibition might do to their relationship. I also wondered what Andrea might want to do with us... if anything. I knew what Julia wanted to do. I wasn't sure how I felt about all that. I would have to talk with Nola.She rolled off me to a position in the crook of my arm. We continued to lay back and I rested. I had a feeling that I might need that rest.We rose and it was time to prepare supper. We had another good meal of canned food, all of. For several weeks he had been wrestling with the realization that the job was taking a hell of a lot more out of him than it used to, when the door of the other partition opened and a shadow stepped inside. There was a brief moment of soft light in the confessional, and then it grew dim again as the door closed. ‘Miserable night outside.’ The preacher man said with a heavy sigh. After several moments the man in black replied. ‘Undoubtedly.’ There was a tense pause, and then the preacher man. ’ she replied as she handed the house phone over. ‘Hi Andrew! It’s about time we heard from you, I thought maybe you’d gone missing son.’ his dad said with a low rumbling laugh. ‘Nothing sinister like that Dad, school’s been pretty busy. Lots of extra assignments in second year and all that.’ he replied with his own chuckle. ‘So what else is going on son? You haven’t emailed us or even made arrangements to talk on Skype in weeks. For you to call on the phone all of a sudden like this it must be. I had to do something, So, that they will respect me and know their place. I decided from this day onwards I need to make them my sex slaves! They will not have any other life, but just to serve me for my all needs.I came back home from the office, told them the whole thing, that there life is over and they both loved me to the core, couldn’t refuse to me. I made them my slaves. It’s been 3 years now, they both still are my slaves!I ordered various BDSM toys from the internet to torture them..