" If the attachment was that strong why did it end?" He had forsaking all other issues." Forsaking all other issues?" In that he didn't. When he didn'... forsake my Cousin Beth I ended it. How about you?" With mine it wasn't my cousin, but it was just as bad. He was my boss at the time. She told me that it meant nothing, that it was only just sex and she only did it to help me get me a promotion." Did you get the promotion?" My chances for advancement died when I broke his nose, three ribs and. . ' " It's all right," Sam said. He got the iced tea out of the refrigerator and poured three glasses. "Maybe later." I hope so," Joan said, accepting two of the glasses. "You could join us in the living room, if you wanted," she suggested tentatively.Sam picked up his own glass. "OK. Thanks."Normally if Sam went into the living room when Joan and her friends were there, they either froze him out of the conversation until he left, or went up to Joan's room. This time neither happened. Joan and. And then she stopped and turned back. They were running late, but there was one more thing she needed before she could start her day.She ducked back inside as Nathaniel buckled the last of his armour into place. He looked up at her in surprise, but his expression was pleased, not distressed.“Leli?” Sierra had been the first to grant her the nickname, but it did wicked things to her to hear it in his husky voice.She smiled shyly. “I forgot something.”“Oh?” He looked around the tent as though. And in many of the erotic stories that she read, masters called their slaves little one. It sent another wild thrill through her body.“I asked you a question, Kat,” said Marge after Kathleen failed to respond.“Oh, I’m sorry, Marge. What did you ask me again?”“I asked you how it made you feel to be naked out here.”“Oh. Embarrassed. Ashamed. Naughty,” replied Kathleen.“Naughty is fine. I like naughty girls. But why embarrassed and ashamed? I would think it would feel liberating. Maybe even.