It was always nice when they came over, the whole family together: Me, my Mom and Dad, and of course Grandpa and Grandma. Usually, we would all have d...nner together. Smiling, I greeted them both as they arrived, and gave them both a hug, lingering a little longer than usual with Grandpa. 'I've got some homework I'd like some help with later, Grandpa, to do with music in the 60's. I guess this was what you used to listen too, right?' I asked. 'Um, yes. Especially the later stuff. When we and. I put down the mug and push it into the centre of the table. I don't really want another drink — yet. I don't want my Danish pastry, either, but I pick at it and pop a sticky curranty bit into my mouth. I can barely swallow it. I'm not hungry. Our last conversation left an ache in my stomach that prohibits me from eating, a gnawing pain that won't go away. You're right, you see, absolutely right. We do have to change things or end it.The door bangs open and a girl yells “Sorry” as she shuts it. I was prepared and so was my small travel bag with a set of soft sweat pants suit, nylon rope and a large bag of ground coffee. I grabbed my bag and locked up my flat and went to wait for Master at the curb. I didn’t even go to the loo or change clothes. Master arrived before I had much time to think of what I was getting into. I had answered an ad in the “raunchy” tabloid and this was to be my first time. I was scared and excited at the same time; nervous at what to expect. . She only opened her top and pulled her short skirt up, but she displayed as much as any of the strippers in the bar. Men cheered and clapped while Suzanne performed a public lap dance on a stripper. She looked like a pro, turning her back on Feather and swatting her own ass hard enough to hear the slap over the music and cheering. I was transfixed by the sight.Once the song ended, Feather stood and headed to the back into the dressing room. Suzanne and John stood and left. As they passed.