I placed the foot rest about six feet in front of her and had a seat.“Drink your wine while we talk. It will help get you through tonight’s punish...ents.”Kerri raised her glass with her locked hands and drank as ordered.“In my instructions, I told you that you would be given a name that I will use to address you on punishment nights. Would you like to know what it is?”“If that is your wish, Sir, yes.”“Your name for tonight is Fuck Puppet. Do you like that name?”“Yes, Sir.”“Tell me your name. If anything, Marcia was far more inclined to take responsibility for hermistakes than credit for her successes. Walt was always trying to convinceher of the courage it took to start her life over as she had. But Marciadisagreed. It hadn't taken courage, simply desperation. It didn't requirecourage to run from a burning building. What she'd done was purelyinstinctive. She blindly did what she had to do in order to survive. Maybewhat would have required real courage was to stay put and let the. I had no clue so I calmly suggested that I could hang around her her alone if she wanted. She thought for a bit and then spoke to her friends over the phone saying she was going home as she wasn’t feeling well. Her home was nearby and they were all staying together so no one would be home till morning. I looked at her a smiled mischievously and she too smiled with a burning lust in her eyes. We walked along the empty raid towards her home and I boldly held my arm around her waist as we took our. So that weekend, after I had gotten my darling all dressed up for'Datenight' in a very glamorous see-through blouse in black organza anda silk taffeta skirt with petticoats, I informed him that this time itwould be a slightly more grown-up affair. She'd be having drinks withme, Henry and her date for the evening. Of course he'd be expected to beon his best ladylike behaviour and to relentlessly flirt with his dateand later in the evening he'd probably have to prove how good he'dgotten at his.