Staring at the ceiling a slow steady burn from the wound on her arm begins to intrude on her attempt to recall deatils of her dream. Huffing softly wi...h irritation she rises from bed favouring her arm, the padding darkly stained. Flicking on the light to the small bathrooom adjoining her room, she moves to the mirror to stare into the mirror. Absently curling her long brunette hair behind her ears she obseveres the flushed pale cheeks and slight glaze to blue eyes. Shaking her head at her own. The singer came back.She wore a tight skirt and tan stockings, with 3 inch heels. Her lips andnails were a bright pinkish red, just like mine. She sang the blues forhours, in many different keys. She sang Billie Holiday's "Fine andMellow". She sang Dinah Washington's "Teach Me Tonight." She ended with"The Nearness of You." I was deliciously refreshed. I suspected she'd bein my bed soon and she didn't disappoint me. I didn't need to protectmyself with the gag. This time, her body felt more like. She had heard the voices of the other masters as they passed earlier, all of them sounding like her Master. Erica had told her there were four visitors, all so much like their Master, and yet different.The room monitor spoke, but she was too lost in misery to listen to it. The monitor's voice was replaced by her Master's, summoning her to his room. She shook in fear and hope, as she rose from her bed, and moved to obey. She didn't dare hope, but perhaps her Master's peers had convinced him to. Everywhere. With his big hands, touching himself all over and spitting on his humongous boner. Fuck.That night, I decided to come with my parents to his house for a regular visit. Sean and his wife said their son wasn't home but that they still wanted me to come. I basically just wanted more Sean. His house was pretty spacey. There was a pool and a big backyard in the back. My parents and them decided to settle in the backyard and I said that I'll wait for them upstairs, hoping that Sean would.