”Sooz wished he was still connected to the equipment so she could better monitor his reactions. She would have to rely on her human senses.“Brad�... my husband… my love…,” she took a breath, her hands tight on his. “I am what we call an amalgam. Over the years, every part of me has been replaced.”Brad shook his head, trying to unhear her words. He didn’t understand. Rather, he understood but his mind rejected it. He would always regret that he yanked his hand away from her.“Who… what are you?” he. The one from her dreams,” Mike said.“But I won, didn’t I, Sir?” Karen gloated.“Yes Karen, you won,” Mike admitted ruefully. He told us that meant that he had to let her be a dominatrix and rule the house. The slave rules no longer bound her. He didn’t wear an eternity collar but he said the agreement was that he would enter male orientation and be cuckolded if she could maintain order and discipline for three months. I didn’t know what it meant to be a cuckold, but I had a pretty good. I was very frank and asked her, “I hope you do not have a problem with my age” and Simran replied, “no not at all”.we then sat and had a chat for a while and she excused herself and went to the room. She was dressed in a Salwar Kameez, as most people of the north were, and was looking very nice. After 10 minutes she opened her room and she came out dressed in a Sexy Tang top and short skirt. This time, she came and sat right next to me with her body touching my body. Seeing her in that sexy. There were issues over ownership. The school probably owned the locker door but who owned the artwork? I had a claim, having paid my five dollars to Mrs Crocker, but it would be a travesty if Eugenie were to end up empty-handed. I had no idea how that would be resolved. Nevertheless, Eugenie Butler-Walker’s name was now out there, and I hoped the cute, cuddly girl I’d shared such a passionate kiss with wouldn’t be changed by her success.“So you’re going back to The Stacks?” Jay asked.“I know.