"Dinner willbe served at 6, the menu is on the counter. Master Rick will be home at5:30. He will expect a double scotch from his top shelf. You wil... be inyour classic French maid dress with the same locking heels and cuffs astoday. See me in the den when you are ready for your corset to betightened and ensure your makeup is appropriate for an evening look. Anyquestions?" No ma'am," replied Linda.When Master Rick arrived home he found Linda waiting at the door to theden with a scotch on a. I hadn't told him that I couldn't get pregnant so I put it on him. I wonder, did I think that was a barrier against him? Was I trying to keep him out of Martin's property. I know that when he pushed into me, I knew I had made a big mistake. I knew that I would never let him do it again. I didn't care if Martin did get suspicious I was never going to see Brian again after that night.Brian was driving into me and I really wasn't enjoying it at all. You know I wasn't a virgin when I met Martin. I. I scratch the stubble upon my chin and it's all I can do not tothink about the unnatural quiet of a once bustling metropolis. There isno pollution, no technological hubbub, not a jot of smoke or a line ofjet trails upon the sky. The sun is setting on an Eden from which man hasbeen all but expelled. Dwelling upon things that cannot be changed is worse than changing thingsthat should not be dwelt. Profound no? Not even close, but its probablythe last semi-cogent metaphor this floating dirtball. Of course, at first, I was a little hesitant, but only internally. I complied with his wishes, indulged his desire to see me in things I would never have even considered before because he rewarded me with approving smiles and incredible passion. He constantly wanted me and I really really loved being wanted. Let's be real - we all want love. With Langston it wasn't about hearing "I love you" or expecting him to actually listen to me. It was about the attention. He had to devote a significant.