" What did he mean by 'It isn't'?" Her mind ticked over, frantically trying to piece together everything that they'd said to each other to work out wh...t that departing comment meant. " Oh," she realized..." It isn't over." She stepped out of the shower, drying off and got dressed for dinner. After dinner we spent time playing with her son, around 9pm the nanny took him to put him to bed.We went to the bedroom, I leaned in towards her and gently kissed her on the collarbone, then on the cheek,. She tried to get up but fell back.Rolling on her tummy, she struggled up on her knees and steadied herself againstthe wall while she got to her feet. Her ankles were locked so close togetherthat she could only take tiny steps! Somehow, she hopped across to the metaldoor. There was no handle and no keyhole. She was trapped! Julie stumbled aimlesslyaround the bare room. She was bursting for the toilet too. There was a drainin the corner - she HAD to go or wet herself! Somehow she managed to pull. "I now shuddered to realize my new fate. She then said, "You also heard Master say that you will die on your eighteenth birthday. I'm sorry for you. Your life will be hard and short." I cried that night.Chapter 2In the morning, she came to my room and lubricated my holes and then said, "It is time to go to the yard. Master wants you to watch. I'm sorry."We went there and Master motioned for me to come over to him. "Mitchy, take her cunt and pull her over you. Mikey, take her ass. Don't be. “And Tennessee Williams’s poetry, except more Midwest twang rather than southern drawl.”“And O’Neil?” he chuckled.“More Albee I think. More restrained anger.”“If you say so.”“I do. I’d like to show it to some friends at NYU.”“Sure.”When the rest finally arrived, he drove them downtown. After dropping off Eddie and Cheryl in front of Nigella’s loft building, basically just across from their destination, CBGBs, Nigella had him find parking near Studio Rivbea instead of going in. They ended up a.