Jeff. Ah Jeff! As I swallowed the floodof salty love-cream, I thought of Jeff, sweet Jeff who had been so patient,so loving and caring. Waiting for...me to awaken to what and who I was, andI fell back on the soft carpet that covered the floor, exhausted withpleasure, relieved and happy in my new knowledge."So you're not queer," he whispered, after a long moment of silence. Therewas humor in his voice, like as though he knew all along I was. "You'regood, you know. sucking my cock and balls. “Let me explain.” As she listens it is then she realizes she doesn’t even know his name. “The collar can be a friend or a punishment.” As he speaks of this he touches a button on the remote. Her reaction is instantaneous she arches her back as he watches and screams. A low pulse of electricity flows thru the collar shocking her just enough to cause pain. He leans in releasing the button smiling into her face his words low. “I own you... no one will miss you my toy.” He moves to the side as he. She dreamed of staying in the jungle with her Tarzan-esque rescuer. In her dream she didn’t have to turn the notion away in the face of reality, and she liked it. She drifted peacefully, only waking when strong arms lifted her effortlessly and settled her into the big bed, his large body tucked behind her, the warmth and weight of his arm around her waist just what she needed to send her off to dreams that flashed passion and tenderness and rocked her to her very core. A blood-curdling scream. In fact, as she slipped out of bed and got dressed (no time for a shower) she peeked over at the man laying in her bed, and wished that she had time to go down on him again.She didn’t even know his name. After her fifth shot, Carlotta had pulled him into the bathroom at the bar, unzipped his pants, and slowly, lovingly gone down on him until he’d cum in her mouth.Then she’d invited him back to her place, and gone down on him twice more.He’d been a bit disappointed when she hadn’t wanted to fuck.