When he was almost upon me, I saw that he was looking around him, and then he stopped in front of the sign and started reading it: "Captured Beauty," ...e said out loud with a smile on his face. "Hmm, I wished, I had something like this at home."Then he looked me straight in the eyes and said, "I this some kind of art performance?"I didn't answer him, and he just went on with, "Can't you say anything? ... Are you all alone here?"He looked around him again, and I think because he couldn't see. "Jennifer," I said, "show Brittany your leash."She gave me a quick look then jumped up and ran to the nearby palm to fetch the shiny chain. She handed it to me and I motioned for her to bend over. I brushed her hair aside and clipped the leash to her collar. Jennifer stood up and looked at her friend sheepishly."This is what all proper slave girls wear," I said smiling at Brittany. I tugged the leash and Jennifer responded by sinking to her knees beside me. Brittany stared at her young friend. I'd felt that often since joining the Last Wives Club, but I just kept going along with Kyra's suggestions, and I had nothing but positive results. I was a happier person and my children seemed to like the new me better. But I would be on my own with this. I remembered how exciting it was to go alone to the induction ceremony, uncertain whether Mrs. Cardinal would be there for me. I decided to take a chance. I entered my phone number and a box popped up requesting a time to call. I entered 4:30. We live in a fairly large house with a pool outside and in the summer I'd often catch mom in her revealing bikinis. Mom is totally oblivious to my stares -- which I must stress I don't do lustfully but you understand that I am a boy and it's only natural to look when it's on offer. Mom has no qualms about parading around in her skimpy bikini as she thinks that I'm just her innocent little boy. Many a times I have caught her changing with her bedroom door ajar but being the good sun I have.