It was dark blue. Josh had only worn it a few times. He hated everything about it. When he first got it, it was too big. Now about a year later, it...fit better. Josh's mother wanted to see if the pants were the right length."Pull up your pants, your belt doesn't belong that low."Josh had no idea where his belt "belonged." You'll have to learn to wear your clothes properly if you want people to think anything of you. All our relatives will be at Aunt Peggy's wedding, people I haven't seen in. She entered the apartment and put the breakfast on the dining table. By the time I uttered a word, she asked me “how you like your tea?” I said, “Oh, no need to trouble yourself; I’ll have it at the café across the street.” She refused, saying that it was no trouble, “now tell me how you like your tea,” she demanded. “Light and sweet,” I replied. “Ok, finish your breakfast then come up to my apartment and have tea with me. Don’t keep me waiting.” She left. I couldn’t believe what had just. ” “Yes Master, I have tried to tell him.” His pacing continued. “Evidently, not hard enough, which is why you are here now.” The room went quiet, save for the metronome-like tapping of his shoes. “Velvet, I am giving you one last chance to leave. If you decide to stay, here, in this room, you agree to submit to my every whim.” Her heart thumped in her chest. Those words filled her with a nervousness and yet excited her at the same time. “Or, you can stand up and walk out and you will not see me. ”Aunt Judy looked down at her lap. “He would be. He has already told me as much. I told him that I personally believed that the person to do it should be you. I told him that I felt that way for a couple of reasons. The first was that you were on the receiving end from me so therefore I should be on the receiving end from you. I told him that another reason was that I know myself well enough to know that I will feel much better afterwards if I know that you were the one who had punished.