I lied to him about how safe it was to be having sex with me. It wasn’t the wrong time of month to get pregnant. It was actually the best time.I kno... I shouldn’t have done that. Mom really yelled at me, but I thought it would be the best way to make sure he had to marry me. I mean he’s sweet, and I know he loves me to death, but he’s also got a stick up his butt about following rules. I get that. He runs a gun range, and rules there are a matter of life and death. But resisting being in love. The area was not much crowded and people had bought flats as an investment.The floor where we rented our flat was empty and had just one neighbor with us. He was a man of 60 years, but well built and good physique. As time went by we got back to normalcy. My mother would be all alone in the house and since he was the only neighbor we had gelled in well. Even my mother did. Then I got to know that he was a rich businessman named Sharad who was enjoying life on huge amounts of reserves and. People stared, but Belledid not care.Her Master stroked her hair, touched her collar and grazed her hard nipplewith his hand. He then raised her chin so that their eyes met. He smiledat Belle. "You have pleased me Belle.You followed my instructions on whatto wear and how to act. You are a good pet and slave. I will reward you wellthis weekend."He took Belle's hands and lifted her up. They left the buildingto go to the hotel. Belle shivered, thinking of all the things that lay aheadfor the. Maybe I can get my tennis racquet.”Molly laughed. "That was thoughtful of you. Can I get it to go? You can wrap it up after dinner and put it by my door.”“Sure thing. And I see you already have a glass of wine, so I won’t have to toss the bottle over.”Molly offered a coy shrug of her shoulder towards her chin. “You can leave that bottle of wine by my door, too." While they ate, they shared the basic niceties of casual conversation. The normal questions of where they worked and how things are.