..” Julia extended her arms imploringly. She had already broken one rule... so it was in for a penny, in for a pound.“You admit it was insolent?�...“Yes... yes, Master... but... Master... I so much want to c-come with you... as your s-slave... and the slave of... of your f-future wife...”“I am not interested in your feelings, Julia,” said Quentin severely. “Only your actions.” He strolled slowly across to the drawer, opened it, and took out the cane he had used the previous evening. “However, I’ll. After getting me pretty drunk while going with him to his graveyard shift job, and since I was needing work to be able earn money above what my crappy job was giving me, he knew that I hadn't had much experience with 2 important things;Alcohol & women.It was probably the 5th or 6th shift on this overnighter job, he and his buddies broke out some brown liquor that I'd not even heard of, much less had tried before. Everyone in the room, (6) other men of mixed races, that were also on our shift,. The homes were mostly simple shotgun shacks, on the older side of town.He opened the SUV's rear door and let Jobe out. The dog looked toward the house and lifted his nose, testing the air.The screen door squealed open and Ed Mendoza, his best friend, held two bottles of beer. "Home is the conquering hero!"Scott met Ed on the porch and accepted a beer."Come in, come in," Ed insisted."You mind Jobe?" No problem. He's probably more house-trained than either of us."The interior of the house was not. They were doing nasty stuff,putting me in funny positions. I do remember one guykneeling by my face and squirting in my hair. I thinkI remember the taste.”I drove and kept my mouth closed.“So I guess it might have been worse, but her fathercaught them and chased them off and then took me intothe house and put me in a shower, and I kind of wokeup and it wore off I guess, the drug I mean. Anyhow Iwashed and this stuff was oozing out of me. I was soretoo.”“They moved away.