He was fantasizing about ME. When he had me dressed in red panties, what was he thinking? That I was confident, powerful, and aggressive? Or would he ...orship me with little kisses all over my neck and ears. Kissing my eyes, then my nose, brushing my lips, nibbling my chin, then trailing down my neck… God, it had been so long. Shaking my head, I thought I’d relax with a hot bath, that would calm me down. I filled the tub with my favorite bubble bath and slipped out of my clothes. Turning to look. ‘It won’t be my hands for much longer.’ I slowly kneeled in the shower, not feeling any discomfort at the shower sprinkles dancing upon the top of my scalp and down my face. Thomas looked down. ‘Shaye, if you don’t want to do this–‘ I quickly shushed him. ‘Quiet, Thomas. I want to please you, and there’s no use refusing me!’ Without any further interruption, I took him into my mouth, adjusting quickly to this new length. He moaned loudly. A part of me seemed to almost burn on the inside. *** *** ***Part 13I spent the next three days in jail. I spent most of that time lying inmy bunk in my cell, crying or sleeping, and wondering why Daddy hadn'tcome to get me out. The rest of the time I was either eating or lookingat television, not really watching or caring what was on but glad to bearound other people. I was careful to always shower alone so none ofthe other girls would find out that I was different. Every night whiletrying to sleep I would take the money I'd secreted away. “Do you want to?”Yes, no, maybe, I thought. It was beyond amazing and scary as shit. I was spiraling out of control and loving it.“Say your word and I’ll stop it.”I just howled unintelligible words of ecstasy in reply. That’s when he pulled off the mask and our eyes met. Somehow I managed to see his caring and single-minded excitement. Then the room began to go even dimmer and seemed to tilt. The next thing I remember is sitting on the bench next to him, my head on his shoulder. I was totally.