Miranda was smiling. “I’m sorry, Car. It’s none of my business who you fuck or not. But I am your best friend, I didn’t mean to hurt your feel...ngs.” Carly smiled, she knew Miranda hadn’t meant anything by it, but it still felt weird to tell her. “How about I make it up to you?” Miranda asked. Carly shook her head. “Oh, I know it wasn’t anything to worry about, let’s just get back to our homework.” The hand on Carly’s wrist stayed. “I’m tired of homework. We have until Wednesday to study for. I don’t scare horses or small children. You have never made a pass at me or tried to hit on me. I consider you a complete gentleman. I want you to know that I appreciate it.’ I again leaned in and kissed him, this time right on the lips. His eyes were as big as saucers. I broke away and said, ‘Now let’s get out of the sun for a bit before you turn into a lobster. We have to get some sunblock on both of us.’ Before he could react, I was already climbing out and walking to the shaded part of the. ..otherwise you willgo....with the top down!" she growled.I shuffled around the car and got into the passenger seat. With the topbarely closed she reversed out of the garage and headed into town.Mistress refused to answer any of my questions even when she pulled intothe parking garage of an elite night club down town. It was called the"Hellfire club," rumor was only the very rich got in and even then onlyby invitation."Out now," Mistress commanded brooking no refusal.I stepped out as a valet. " I said reluctantly but unconvincingly. "Well, I do, I'll show you how to put the outfit on." She started to help me with the straps and buckles.When she was done, I looked in the mirror the image reflecting a leather clad submissive - the kind you would see in some gay magazine or bondage club."See you look hot, those men will just go ape shit when they see you." She said."What men?" I asked."Don't worry about that, you ask to many questions for a whore. Just do what you're told." She said.