He was obviously used to being shirtless, as his tanned skin was no stranger to the sun. When she got close she looked up to his face and realized sh...’d been caught ogling him. He recognised and remembered her; she could see it in his eyes. He was actually looking for that same connection again, she could tell. Her confidence faltered under his intense stare and she couldn’t help break the contact for a second and looked away. He smiled and said, “Hi.” She couldn’t be ignorant and so looked. "Do you have any idea what time it is?!" He doesn't holler at me, but the calm tone of his voice scares me even more than if he were to yell. I nod slowly as he grabs my chin. "What time is it then, slave?"I look down at the ground, desperately trying not to look him in the eyes. "A little after 2 a.m. I think Master." He shakes his head angrily and puts his hand around my throat. He doesn't choke me though, just rests his hand on my throat.I whimper softly, since I know what is about to come. My wife explained that she had fixed up this room in order tomake it easy for Susie to care for me. The spare room had been Susie's upuntil a couple of years ago when she moved into another of the 4 bedroomswe have. Her new room is decorated much differently than this one....notnearly as girly. This room is decorated in a Barbie theme. The walls arelight pink, a Barbie bedspread and matching curtains as well as decals ofHello Kitty and Barbie's on the wall. Brock had to start sleeping in. Robin had stopped by Brandy's apartment long enough to leave a note on her door. In the note, she had told Brandy that she did not hold her responsible for what had happened. Robin also told Brandy that she did not want to lose her as a friend and asked Brandy to come by when she got off work. Before entering the apartment, Robin had placed a note on the door to his apartment telling Brandy that she was in the shower and to knock three times and then wait ten seconds before entering.Jack looked.