I felt fairly safe, having a fence between me and the neighbors, one that I had to stand on a box or a bucket to see over. Still, I felt terribly expo...ed as I scurried out of the garage door that led to our side yard and around to the door the led to our bedroom. Also, it was obvious that my lover wasn’t home, her usual parking space empty. I could only surmise that she had run out to perform an errand and I couldn’t help but wonder how long I’d have to wait for her, naked as I was. I should. Without Nancy and Laurie's support, Cindy would havechecked out of the City Hotel and slept in a cardboardbox under an overpass. But with one pretty helper oneither side of her, Cindy entered the B1 lounge.And looked around.Hmmm.It looked pretty much like any other bar that cateredto grown-ups. No wide-screen TV or foosball tables.Cindy took a shy look at the clientele and blushedwhen she realized that she was happy to see severalmore men than "women."Laurie, for whom most of her nights in the. I need it. I want you, Master. Fuck me, Master, please. I want to feel your cock inside of me, Master!" she told him."Good little slut, because I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna fuck you hard and deep like you've never felt before, slut!" he told her with a smile."Wait, Master!" Christine said.She turned to the side, opened a drawer and pulled out a scarf, and she handed it to Jack. He looked at it, unsure of what she meant to use it for at first."Tie me up, Master. Tie me to the bed so I can't. Hearing that our mother was not in peril, I breathed a sigh of relief. "How is it my fault that he left?" He read the business plan that you wrote, and said that if you didn't trust him enough to make him my partner, he didn't want anything to do with the restaurant. He was the best thing that ever happened to me, and you made him leave, Sammy." In other words, owning half of the restaurant was more important than staying with you. I did you a favor, Heather. He's right; I didn't trust him.