It was pretty boring and discomforting when you are stuck inyour seat for the next three hours. I stared idly at the hugefull moon. It seemed to be tr...veling along with us. Its pleasantlight shone faintly into the car. Sometimes, the shy moon hidbehind the passing clouds from me. I imagined its gray patchesstarted to transform into two bunnies hopping in the field.While I was daydreaming, my mom took a quick glance at me. Shesaw that I sat straight up, leaned slightly towards to mywindow. Both. Both had lost their jobs due to a reduction in the company’s staffing numbers hence resulting in each of them having to find part time jobs, which to her and her husband were only temporary situations. He knew her. She knew him. He was that sweet nice guy she always liked, previously, and he always thought the same about her too. At 44, she was a very beautiful, modest looking, and quite fit looking woman. That’s what his opinion was. As far as she was concerned, he was quite a nice looking. Glen thinks, picking up the phone."Ron, ummm, maybe you didn't hear me, I said I'm laying on our bed, with my hands on my tit's and pussy"?"Oh, My God, Ron's wife is still on the phone, ah, shit she sounds Hot. I wounder if Ron knows she's still on, here he comes, Oh, he don't look good". Covering the mouth piece."Uh, Ron if your done with the phone I'll call my wife"?"Yea, I done Glen" I'll just go into the head with it" Uummm, Ron are you still there"?"Uh, Ya" Ooh, your voice sounds so deep. That gives me the space to relax, let him take full control and develop as his sub. This too is beautiful. Being his sub gives me a deep sense of contentment. A feeling of being "at home". When I think about it it makes me aroused and wet. When I reflect for longer (like now) I can feel a pressure in my chest which is the bundled up feelings and overwhelming devotion. I am his sub and will do whatever He asks me to do whenever he asks me and with whomever He decides. I do not need to think.