The closer my mind got to it, the closer my body got to death. At the beautiful sight, I could not help but smile hysterically. “I’m going to die,...I’m finally going to die. Just a little longer and I will finally find peace.” I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I found myself back in my bed. As always, the imaginary angel was lying beside me, clearly visible in the light of the morning sun. Beautiful, she was so beautiful. The two of us were less than a foot apart, yet it felt like. I could tell she was embarrassed. "I will help you to your room." I said seeing that the woman was too small to handle this on her own. "Thank you, thank you" Was her reply. As the elevator started to move I could not help but notice the woman's tits. I mean she was not hot or anything but her tits were perfect. She was maybe a little over five foot tall, white hair, slightly chubby with a little pot belly, in her mid sixties. Nice smile and soft blue eyes. I am not into grannies at all, nor. ..) This was shocking as I presumed she would have had one, suddenly I heard my gf coming across the landing floor so i jumped onto the bed and lay down pretending I was there all along waiting for her to finish washing. It was now my turn to shower so, needless to say i showered. However the shower was across the hallway and during the time I was showering, all my gf's sisters roomates had arrived home. So little did I know so I casually walked from the shower to the room with only the bath. I wanted to run away and hide but I knew I did not want to anger him.“No, Jo” he quickly corrected me “I did not collar you. I am not your Master but you can call me sir”.I nodded and responded “Yes Sir”.The stranger led me by the hand into the center of the living room. I stood and watched as he searched through a small leather gym bag he placed on the floor and pulled out a small digital camera. The camera was placed on a tripod directly in front of the fireplace facing me. He stared at me.