As it is fairly long, written in nine chapters, I will post it the Novella category. It is mostly a story of love … D/s, femdom, lesbian, communal �...�and of three people, and their inner needs, as life brings them together and connects them … or not. As with most of my stories it develops slowly, and I hope most readers will give it a chance to do so and stick with it. The story tags listed do not pertain to each and every chapter, but are touched upon to greater or lesser extent as the story. He answered, “Yes, I was just thinking about my children. They died with my wife. I’ll be alright in a minute. Like I said, I still have rough patches from time to time” he said as he gave the older woman another weak smile.She smiled back, before offering, “Well, nice chatting with you both. Good luck to you.” Then she took the book she had been holding and started walking towards the cashier.“Thank you. You, too” the younger woman replied as she looked up from the shelf of books.“Yes, good. ”He reached over and began to play with my nipples, kissing me until I was begging him to fuck me. After we made love, Bob said, “Going out of town Wednesday and will not be back until sometime Friday. Mike wants me to go check out the new facility where we will be going next. I would love to have you come with me but the equipment goes online tomorrow and one of us needs to stay here so guess that would have to be you.”I realized then that Mike had given me the perfect opportunity to meet him. He wasn't hurting me." I stared at her. Like hell he wasn't hurting her, nobody goes away like that just for fun. And this was her brother? Oh. My. God. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.The janitor, a big black man whom I would've been scared of in other circumstances, was my hero at this point. He glanced over his shoulder at the girl. "This pathetic piece of human excrement is your brother?" It wasn't what he said, but the tone that stopped the girl. The tone clearly conveyed the sentiment.