”He released a long breath, as if he was frustrated, and I was afraid.“Julia,” he spoke gently, “I do not wish to hurt you. I want to know wha... you need.”Really? For the first time I began to hope, just a little. “Master, I need to be ordered. To serve. Sometimes I need to be spanked.”“Very well. Here is an order. Look at me. Call me David. Look in my eyes, and tell me what you don’t like.”“M ... David, I don’t like being whipped. I don’t like being pissed on, or used as a toilet. I don’t mind. ” And the phone went dead in her ear. The persistent knock on her apartment door roused Dalia from her fitful dream. She pulled on a silk summer robe and made her way thru the darkness to the continuing sound. Her eye to the peephole, she saw Susan looking back at her. The door swung open, almost as if it had done it itself. “Hi,” she whispered thru her grin “Come in.” They walked slowly into the living room, both uncertain where to take this. A tingle filled Dalias’ stomach and she felt a. By all appearances I don’t let it bother me, but inside my gut is churning and I’m very embarrassed and chagrined, partly because I’ve just been shot down, and partly because I misread some woman’s glance or something and put her in the equally awkward position of declining my advance. I’m not one of those guys that can laugh it off and simply turn and ask the woman on the next bar stool; I find it painfully humiliating, even though I know I shouldn’t. It’s not a good feeling. Sherry brought me. Anything interesting?’ ‘Good morning yourself you sleepyhead’ Becky exclaimed. ‘Interesting? I don’t know about that. Let’s see…What do you think of this?’ With that she raised the paper, revealing that behind the paper she was very naked. Her swirling bright red bush was square on top of the dishwasher, her thighs spread slightly. ‘Oooh, that’s very interesting’ I said. ‘Price Chopper has tuna on sale.’ ‘That’s not tuna, that’s red snapper you turd’ Becky giggled while looking down at the.