"They always play a little rough with the newest one in the pack. They wouldn't do it if they didn't like ya." "You should hear the names they ca...l me, Freddy. Names like 'Astrology chart Barbie' and 'Tranny slut Barbie'...And your big muscle boys like to stand around me in a circle and push me around - telling me to 'suck, Fuck or Fight!" "I still think my boyfriends should get along." Freddy chuckles as if in dismissal, ultra dominant hands already petting his high strung lover boy. "You hit your head pretty hard last night, but the doctors say you will be fine. I'm Elowena, by the way. I'll be back in a minute I just have to tell my Master you're awake."Vay nodded and Elowena left, leaving her book lying on the chair. She was only gone a minute before she returned with a tall strong man behind her. She vaguely recognised him as the mystery man from the night before. "What's going on?" Vay asked."You were severely injured so I brought you to the hospital. You can be. I'm hungry, wet, and half my stuff is soaked in my pack."She explained that her pack didn't quite close properly so it allowed rain water to go into her pack."Sure you can stay but I only have a small one person tent so it will be a bit cozy if you are okay with that." I am and thank you," she replies.I helped Michelle, which was her name, to get up to the camp site and under my tarp. Thankfully I carry a second towel with me and gave it to her to dry herself off. I walked away from the tarp to. Probably too much chest-attention.“No. Downtown. Kansas City. On 12th Street.”“Oh.”I let him buy me a drink. He told Corky, “Make it a double.” She looked at me. I nodded. Corky turned her back as she left out the vodka. Needn’t have bothered, Clemson’s eyes were locked onto my chest. Good.He was nursing his Coors Light. Two things wrong with his choice of brews. Coors. Light.I sipped my drink, shook my head, “Whew, that’s strong.” Clemson smiled at the sissy.I asked, in a tone that suggested.