Suddenly, he was gone, and I was left in a huge romantic fog. I smiled all day. I called Cindy, and she came over. The two of us gossiped and compared...notes all day long. She milked every last detail about having sex with Mark from me too, and I was more than willing to share. Cindy and I were both oversexed, plus we’d had a number of shared fantasies that involved each other and various men who’d come into our lives.After sending me two-dozen pink roses again, he called me on Thursday evening. I looked at the screen and turned pale. On the screen was Jenny, but she was kneeling naked, had a dog collar in her hand and looked at the camera. "I am Jenny Miller, and I obey to my Mistress Emre to always follow her directions, no matter what.I am aware that if I don't she is going to punish me for that and therefor I am going to put that dog-collar on. It is meant to train uneducated beasts like I am one." She put it on, showing no emotions. "I will give her this remote so she can shock me. Their methods making him all but immune to pain. Through that suffering they had molded Sayne into The Weapon.Simon had read the notes of his predecessor with a sense of revulsion, as they explained in gruesome detail all of the grizzly methods they had used to hone Sayne into their perfect killing machine. In his entire life, Sayne had never known simple kindness, nor comfort. The boot under which he labored having attempted to grind out all that which was good or decent in him. Trying to. We left the mall, hand in hand and headed back to my place. I led them into the back garden. Did I tell you my parents were quite well off. Well they are, they do something in movies. Anyway The back garden is big and gorgeous with a Jacuzzi and small pool. The high hedges make it completely private. Mum and dad often hold private parties here but I'm always shipped off to Aunt Paula's on such occasions. They wouldn't let me within a hundred miles of Aunt Paula if they knew what we got up to.