"I didn't want to wear the dog -- my -- collar for you, Master. I didn't want to be dragged around the store by my leash anymore." Tears were filling ...y eyes as we stood there, outside the main exit of KMart. "I didn't want to be used by you for your pleasure, Master."Then, when I had said my piece, I took a deep breath and looked up into his eyes. And felt my resolve melt away. I wasn't afraid. I wasn't scared. I was... I was just being human. One who has been discovering and rediscovering. As if reading my mind he reached behind and unhooked mybra, tossing it to the floor. His tongue licked at myspiked nipples. “Girl, you are so sweet,” he whisperedright before he closed his lips around the turgid nuband suckled me sweetly for a few moments. But then hesucked hard on my spiked nipple flicking his tonguearound the very tip. “Oh god, Reggie’that feels so good.” My eyes wereclosed and my hands were on his shoulders, holding on. “Girl I want you to. Several others joined in with us until one of them started loudly proclaiming that he wanted to ‘go out and get some pussy’. I looked straight at him and asked “Why do you need to go out when there’s some right here?” There was much laughing and whooping until I stood up, announced my room number and grabbed the arm of the guy I had bought the drink for. I looked at them and asked “Who else is coming? Don’t forget to tell your friends it’s open house”. I walked my chosen one out to. Bob Markam was an acquaintance of ours whom we'd known for about 11 months. We'd met him in diving school where we went to take scuba lessons. We found out that because of an inner ear disorder that I'd been born with that I'd never be able to dive. Stacy had quickly decided to give up the idea of diving as well, but I couldn't let her do it.Bob seemed to be an Okay guy, he was older than us at 39, and married to his childhood sweetheart. They lived about an hour's drive away from us in.