. . Then at last I saw what I thought might happen. She was slowly moving her hips back and forth with almost imperceptible movements. She was gently ...ightening and releasing the pressure of the rope that held her to the wall by her cunt.I allowed her to pleasure herself for some minutes, then at last, silently crept up the hall, and touched her cheek. She jumped with surprise at my touch, the relaxed. I carefully removed the head harness, and detached the rope from the ring mounted on the. She... is ours," I replied, confused and a little hurt that she didn't think of us as a unit. "Hmm," Missy said. "Maybe. But as part of your own training, you'll now have to learn how to use someone yourself. Make her yours. Tell her what you want. Get her to do it. You might learn something about yourself, and maybe even about her." She had hung up and I stared at the wall of my office with the phone still at my ear. Thinking about Missy, about Kaylee and about being with that girl and having. "I understand you made an offer to sell cattle to Mr. Carson here," Sir Gerald continued. "I don't believe I gave you permission to lower my price. Nor did I give you permission to sell the other cattle as you've been doing. I cannot prove it, but it is certain that you have stolen from my ranch."Billings looked at Zach and then back to Sir Gerald. He stood so fast he knocked over his chair and placed his hand on the butt of his pistol. "So what are you goin to do about it, you English dandy?". It was in times like this he wished that he knew how to beg.It had started to snow, and as the first snowflakes started to fall he finally made up his mind. There had to be a homeless shelter somewhere that could give him a place for the night, not that he ever had been there but he had read about it in a newspaper he found earlier.It was near Christmas and according to the paper the time of year when there was a surplus of volunteers feeling that Christmas charity wanting to draw their straw.