.. What's that? You want to know how I died? I was just getting to that.After that last sunset, after I got off for the day, I went into town with som... of my mates. It was a Saturday: no work the next day, so the pubs were all full. Everyone was laughing and living, not a care in the world. I spent hours drinking and gambling away my wages, and only left at last when all my money was gone. I couldn't afford a woman's company or even another drink, so I stumbled out into the night without a coin. .." I offered sarcastically, trying to keep my eyes from admitting she was right. We reached my condo and I immediately went to my drawers and grabbed the first shirt and pair or shorts I could find. I gave her the clothes and she went to my bathroom, her shoes making that "too wet" squishy noise with every step. I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, quiet!", she said with a joking anger and she closed the bathroom door. "I'm just fuckin' with ya..." I said. I could have sworn I heard her mumble,. The shower was still loud with voices as Willie said 'I heard that you are a fuck boy, and you like big dicks.' I looked at him and Brian and said 'I don't know what you heard but I wouldn't believe anything I hear unless I saw it with my own eyes.' Brian said 'you mean like what you saw when you came in the shower,' I looked at him and answered 'I didn't see anything...' Willie said 'alright boys we got us some training to do, watch out for coach.' The rest of the guys kept up there incessant. A couple songs later, I saw Emily fidgeting with her clothing. I leant down to speak so Elliot didn’t hear.“Is there something wrong, Kitten?”She still didn’t know me that well and didn’t want to offend.“I’m sorry, Master. I love that you bought the clothes for me, but I’m not used to kneeling at my master’s feet with clothes on.”“It’s OK, Sweetie. Do you want to take them off?”“Oh yes, please, Master”I signalled a waitress to come over.“Escort her to my office, wait for her to fold her clothes.