She shouted at the peak of her voice and threw the phone away. She started crying loudly. I was there watching all the drama unfold.I was startled for...a minute but I knew I had to do something. So I went and picked up the phone.Me: Shit. It broke.She: (In tears) Who cares?Me: What would you do without it?She: (Still crying) Can I borrow yours for a minute?Me: Sure, sure.Then she called her home and told them that there is some problem with her phone. She would come home in an hour.She:. In my head, I clutch at that hair. How hard do I have to pull it before I feel your submission? At what point does that moment of lust cross your face? When does that subtle pain become pleasure and take your mind away to carnal places? I dream of your body, of each and every curve. My fingers beg to trace the lines of that perfect flesh, to explore the angles and nuances of my Pet. I seek out the hidden places, the rises and the falls of a body that is, by a willing gift of your soul, mine to. And then she remembered that the stuff grows everywhere. Perhaps Janet planted some herself. It would certainly be like her.Shrugging her shoulders, Kitty rolled a cigarette and lit it, inhaling the thick white smoke. She had at first thought that she could never feel better than she had in the freedom of the woods, but she was wrong. As the smoke began to take a hold of her mind, she found that she was better able to enjoy the feeling of freedom she had come to take almost for granted during. I’ll warn you, though, what you felt and heard from your uncle will need to be shared. They need to know you are uncomfortable around him and why, or ... Well, they need to know everything. If they were your parents’ people, they’ll understand. If they are your uncle’s, I may need to get involved.”“The lady there was in Pennsylvania, so I’m pretty sure that was Daddy’s lawyers. The lady was nice. Older than you two, but real sweet. That sounded terrible. I’m sorry, but I’m still a bit.