She was very impressedand gave me not only the garter, but also the lingerie she was wearing.The bra and panties set. No, she didn't strip right there...she went to thebathroom and changed into another set before handing me my prize.I remember joking with my buddies about the lingerie. I couldn't wait tofind a woman to model it for me at my apartment. Well, I used all my charmand wit (combined with liquor-enhanced confidence) and hit on every womanat the bar that night.I went home alone.Feeling a. I’m like great, just awesome, something else to pay attention to. Not as bad as it could be I suppose, because it could be a test or something, but whatever, I still lose focus on it. Instead I pay attention to her as she walks back to her desk. Wow, I think, look at the way she walks, so sexy, her body so tight. I reach for my phone and begin texting while the movie plays. I text the woman I met online asking about her day and how she is feeling. She responds with how work is going for her.. . I’d have been sold, probably into a House known to take a hard line with their ... with their slaves.”Abby got up and poured herself a glass of juice.“There was no formal policy – remember, it’s all voluntary, and at least lip service is paid to that – but in the rudimentary education we were given, we were taught to be exceedingly grateful for what we were taught, and that our place did not require we know anything more. To want more was to betray our service.”“Life was fine and rosy, even. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, he let his fingers caress her inner thigh. It was hot and smooth and ever so slightly slick with a thin sheen of sweat. He spent a moment just running his fingers back and forth, enjoying the warmth and texture.Until Emily gave out a low moan, filled with need.It was Jake’s turn to feel mischievous. Slowly, his caressing circles went wider and wider. His hand danced upwards and under that naughty tartan skirt of hers. She tensed visibly when his.