"Thanks, didn't feel it fall out."I just bobbed my head, I didn't return his gaze, as I sat a few seats away. I hunched into my baggie sweater, wonder...ng if he even knew who I was."Didn't you used to throw rocks at me in fifth grade?" he asked suddenly and my eyes snapped up to his one uncovered, my face burning as the blush shot up from beneath my neckline. "Yeah, I thought so ... you didn't talk much then either." Sorry..." I murmured, he chuckled and shook his head."No biggie, that was a. She dropped a hand and casually stroked me between my legs. In a casual way. Like you would pet a cat. There was nothing explicitly sexual in those idle movements. But to me they indicated her dominance. That she could just touch me in my most private areas. That she was entitled to. And she didn’t even have to mean anything by it. As if my pussy was her… you know pussy cat. I loved it! “You know, when I first saw you, I got the impression that you might be a submissive,” she whispered. “How. You wouwdn't..., I muttered.Exactly! Now, take a closer look, Sissy! Do you see any hinges?, sheasked.No!, I cried desperately. No!, I cried desperately.No!, I crieddesperately.No!, I cried desperately.That's because there aren't any.It's tungsten steel. All joints are welded and sanded. You need an anglegrinder with a diamond blade to cut it!, she explained.No! You'we joking, wight?, I howled.Not at all, Sissy! That thing is on you for good!, Mom giggled.But... but... I'ww go cwathy if I. It looks like our trip is off Scoot. They want to open that new store this week." Shit! Now what." He said shaking his head, as he looked at as her then his sister and me. He and terry had gone into business with each other right after he had gotten out of school and were doing very well."Well I for one am still going. I can't change my vacation and if you get loose from this thing the 2 of you can call us to sail back and met you when you come up later." I looked at Mary. "That is if you want.