I watch the clock… 9:05.RoxanneI finally get out of my car and enter the dungeon. I see her standing as I had instructed. I press the button on th... remote and watch her squirm. I stick it in a vest pocket and walk up behind her. I slip the arm restraint I have taken from the bag slung across my shoulder, over her clasped hands and stretch it up the length of her arms, then lace it up tight. I introduce myself to the dungeon master and indicate that you are my pet and I have brought you. I immediately knew what she meant and got embarrassed. “why don’t I do it again?” she said while already reaching out and grabbing the waist of my sweat pants and pulling me towards her, “you’ll last longer this time.” She was sitting on the couch looking straight ahead at my crotch as if she was talking to my penis rather than me. Of course I went with it, and stepped in front of her. She pulled down my sweats and boxers in one tug and let them sit at my knees. By the time she took me in her. I hadn't wanted to fit in there. Here, it was an entirely different storyI recognized enough to understand that it was as much a case of me pulling away from them as it was them not being a good fit for me. I had always assumed that I couldn't let any part of my shield down with the sisters, else they would take advantage of it. All of the nuns had a greater loyalty to their religion than they did to any of the kids at the orphanage. If you let yourself have any kind of feelings for them,. “Yeah, I’ll bring her back next week.” I responded as I stared at Stephanie watching her bite her lower lip and then smiling in satisfaction.“Cool, well we’ll see you two next week and I’ll bring my homie can-man.” The black guy said as they started to walk away.“Why do they call him can-man?” Stephanie blurted out.“You’ll find out next week, baby doll.” He responded as the two men walked away laughing. Stephanie and I hung out there for a little bit as she cleaned herself up a bit and got her.