” At least calling them Masters was becoming easier. Was that a good thing?First Jon, and then Joe, started to work her new name into every sentence...“Mamma Slut, would you get me something to drink?”“Yes master.“Slut, would you bring the foot rest over here for me?“Yes master, “she told Joe.It was sometime during this exchange that a lightbulb went off Jon. “Joe, remember what she said last night. We shouldn’t be asking Mamma Slut to do things for us.” She thought this sounded good until she. I was quiet for a few seconds before finding the words to say, "No, we haven't. Why are you interested?"She stared at me for a little before answering, "I might be." My eyes light up like a kid on Christmas morning? "Don't toy with me I said, are you seriously thinking of it?"Are you serious about the offer? Paula asked? I went on to tell her of the conversation Maria and I had about our fantasies and how she agreed to make mine come true if I could arrange it with the right person."Did you. It was nice to see that the Navy hadn't madeBill a city slicker. I wouldn't mind being cozy with him for the restof my life. Am I falling in love with him?The next day was the saddest of my life. The leave Bill and John hadwas ending. Daddy took Alice and me to pick them up to take them to thestation, the same Union Station we met them. I put on a brave face, butthere was an ache in my heart. We walked with our soldier boys to thesteps of the train. We were crying, wishing they could. Giggling, she spurned his flirting gesture, before taking his giant hands into her own small, precious little ones. The joy, gleaming from her face, like all the rays of the sun upon a bright Spring day, was such that there could be thought not its peer in all the world. Bright shone those deep and quick eyes of hers, piercing with her powerful presence, she held the mighty Raymond, said to be the Heracles of our days, a giant, man of prowess and without equal, she held him enraptured to her..