I made myself a turkey sandwich but even cold cuts were a little too firm for my sore jaw.I shoved my plate away in disgust after one painful bite. I ...ouldn’t deal with anything else so I grabbed my bag off the floor and stomped to my room, slamming my bedroom door as I stepped inside.I changed out of my jeans and into my comfy yoga tights. I pulled one ofEddie’s old hoodies on over my shirt. It was huge on me and Eddie grumbled about hoodie thieves every time I wore it, but it was too small. He probably doesn't even remember it. There was a group tour of the SAM [Seattle Art Museum] as kind of an introductory event. Everyplace we went, we seemed to be standing next to each other. So I checked him out pretty thoroughly.aroslav: Have a good conversation or something?MELODY: Nope. Never said a word. Just stood back and drooled. I don't think he noticed me at all. So from that day on, I started putting myself where he could see me. I even found out that he was in the Figure Drawing. "Kyle, you're drunk. Think what you're doing!" Oh, I am, I am," he leered, leaning back and looking at her entire body suggestively. "After all, you are experienced at pleasing men, now aren't you?" Kyle, no!"She fought to break free, but his strength and size held her helplessly in place."You know, it's been a while since I've seen these," he said, his free hand grasping and squeezing her right breast."Kyle, for God's sake, I'm your mother!" Correction. You're my whore mother who just loves to. I had set the alarm for 7 and woke feeling more alive than ever. I was ready to conquer the world, one person at a time, and Fernanda was due at 8. I quickly cleaned up the tape equipment, books and paper from the night before and caught a quick shower and shave. I thought about wearing just my bathrobe so I could get naked instantly but then I though not. I wanted to make this difficult for my next slave. I wanted her to work for her prize. Wow, I wonder if my programming worked? I threw on a.