I was in my quarter lengths cargo and a t-shirt, looking very relaxed and homely. At first she seemed very uncomfortable being there. She moved around...fixing up the place as much as she could in order to not make eye contact with me. While doing that we made small chit chat like we usually do. A bit more this time on gossip, and on friends and the numerous affairs of people we knew about. I guess she was really uncomfortable being here with me. I told her to stop, and to either sit down so we. "The utility room is outside your back door. Yours is the only unit that has a back entrance into the alley." he informed me. "I will make sure everything is labeled. You will have to kill the hot water separately from the cold. There will also be a valve for the heated water for each of the radiators as well." Just make sure everything is labeled and easy to turn," I said as I turned him loose on my boiler.By the time my rent ran out at the motel, my apartment was ready. It was the only one. ‘Look…it’s a few weeks away. We can do something special before I go, can’t we?’ Natalie shrugged. It wouldn’t be the same. Just for once she wanted to feel special on Valentine’s Day. Nobody had ever really made a fuss of her and this was their first celebration together as a couple. They’d met last April and had quickly become inseparable, and although Mike still had his own flat, he spent most of his time at Natalie’s tiny cottage. Now, all sorts of thoughts were invading Natalie’s mind.. Lying down on the floor, she tried to lift her head up enough to look down at herself. A leash was dangling down from her collar, the shiny metal chain ending in a rubber handle that was idly lying on top of her groin. She gently lowered her head back onto the hard tiles of the floor. Again, she heard footsteps, and again she felt that terrible surge of anticipation, dreading what might happen next.The client strolled in, his eyes lighting up as he towered over her.Once he was safely inside,.