“What do you mean?” I asked “Well” he smiled and said, “Is she bold enough to become a lingerie model?”My heart almost skipped a beat. Try...ng to keep a straight face, I said it depends, but would he elaborate a bit more. To cut it short, what he said amounted to this: there was a woman who was running her own business of lingerie and ladies undergarments. She would “import” lingerie thru her “connections” in Customs (which meant bringing back bags full of the stuff from Thailand) and sell it. Her words were bolder than her actions. She stared at the floor with her hands still clasped behind her back. “How long have you been here, Lily Mae?” “I’m older than I look.” “Yeah, how old?” “Old enough.” “A pup.” “Hardly.” She laughed and moved away from the door. She pushed her robe off her shoulders and let it puddle at her feet. When she turned to face Moe, the light from the lantern added depth to her eyes. And years. “Come here, Moe. Help me get bare.” She was a more confident Lily Mae. ‘Damn!’ she thought. ‘There WAS something wrong and those idiots couldn’t find it.’ She guided the car to the right shoulder of the road and let it drift to a slow stop. ‘Should I call my regular repair shop or make the skilless duo drive here, ‘ she thought, finally picking up the card still laying on the seat, and then dialed the number on her cell . ‘ Hello,’ a voice answered, as the phone responded on the first ring. ‘Hmmm, you must have been expecting a call. Do you ALWAYS fuck up repairs. ?You know what to do. Show me you?re as good a whore as they say you are.?The next two hours was a terrible agony to my soul. I could stand what he did to me, but his mistreatment of Robin galled and burned me to the core. It ate at me and took every last nerve of my being to continue being submissive. All the goodness, all the happiness, all the wonder of making my environment loving Kelsey was destroying with his squalid selfish needs. He compulsively needed to dominate, to destroy. He made.