She had arrived late already, so where was Clete?Desirée put down her wine glass, which had already been filled and emptied twice, and leaned a...ainst the firmness of Mark's body. She felt his face coming down to her and she lifted hers for the kiss, allowing her mouth to open and his tongue to move lightly around the inside of her mouth. So far, this was nothing new. They had kissed many, many times in the last eight months, and he had even touched her breasts. Last week, before they had. Michaels.I looked around and what I could see through my tear filled eyes were somemany clothes. All the most feminine garments I have ever seen. All theclothes were of pastels, covered in laces, bows, ruffles and so much poof.I didn't belong here. No boy does.My mother didn't really pay attention to my misery and went straight tothe point. "Ms. Michaels I was wondering if you could help us find somenew outfits for my little Emily? Obviously your shop has a lot, but I wanther to have a whole. ’ She rummaged through her purse and found a yellowed, wrinkled piece of paper. ‘Geri, I’m not going to do that. All your growing up, you handled things just you and your mom. He doesn’t need to be in on this now, not during the most important decision you will ever make. You haven’t talked a lot about your relationship with him, but what you haven’t said told me more than what you have. Look at me ..’ He tipped her face up so he could look into her eyes. ‘I know you don’t trust me. You don’t. Brookes, who I mentioned earlier, is one of the older slaves here and he will be helping with your slave education. You will find him in his rooms at 10.30 tonight. My self and Mr Henry will also attend so we can monitor your progress. Is this clear to you?”“Yes sir”.“Do you have any questions?” I shook my head. “Good. Now come over here and lie over this chest.”I moved towards the chest, keeping one eye on the leather clad stick in his hand and the other on his fat cock. He saw where I was.