The funny thing was, I didn't start getting really nervous until we were in the car on the way down to the courthouse. No one said a word all the way ...owntown. I could feel my parents' anger. It was a dark red cloud in the air around them. It made the air thick and hard to breathe. But at least they had stopped yelling at me, for the time being.I'd never been in a courtroom before. None of us had. We arrived early. My dad had a thing about being late, like a phobia or something. We always got. . er, occupied elsewhere, you understand."Max sat back and looked curiously at Hal, unable to reconcile the statement with the obvious camaraderie he had so recently witnessed on the balcony outside. He looked at Jackie, who returned his blank look, then turned back to Hal."The reason I'm asking," he continued, choosing his words carefully, "is because he asked me something about my work, something which was way out of line. In fact, it smacked rather strongly of industrial espionage." Harris?. Tomorrow wasmy last day at Katherine's, perhaps that's why I was a little moredistant. My last day to be her, to wear her things, have run of herhouse and well, be Frank's wife. I sat down on the other end of the couchfrom Veronica when I was done. "Do you need glasses?" Veronica asked meas she saw me squinting and moving the magazine I was trying to readcloser to my face. "Ahh, maybe," I said honestly. Apparently a week'sworth of reading with Katherine's readers had messed with me more. A sharp gasp escapes my lips, as my body stands before you, limp, submissive and lusting for more of what you have just so abruptly discontinued. After a few seconds of recovery I put on the bra you have handed me, and we discuss the effect. You reapply the clamps to my very tender nipples, and we discuss how the clamps work with this bra. Again a soft moan comes from the next dressing room..............End of chapter one.He continues with the second part:okay, to the story:It's always.