That's plenty of sleep. These rooms have no windows, just like the casinos, so what the sun's doing doesn't matter." Well, I can adjust later. Right n...w, all I want to do is sleep." OK, our bedroom is over here." She walked toward the other locked door, the one that she and Zendo had not come through from the corridor. It wasn't locked for her, though. I looked at it quizzically, and she said, "Oh, I'm sure it will open for you now that you are one of the cast." I followed her through the. He loved the taste, the feeling of his hot goodness dripping off his body like the slut it made him feel. He had always fantasised about having a real cock to suck dry, to be fucked by until he passed out. However no one, not even his best friend knew of his fetish. It was his little secret. It was time for James’ visit to see Jack and he couldn’t have been more excited. He got to spend two weeks with his best friend, for the first time in two years and his amazingly hot sister and mother,. Dennis Linder, huh? I heard you're really good at what you do. Psychology, right?" I asked, buttering him up."Yes, psychology. My methods are sometimes controversial, but I always get results." He preened."So how long has my wife been going to you for ... therapy?" I asked, biting back my own outburst that was straining and chomping at the bit to get out."Two months now." He confirmed. Sammie had said NOTHING about going to see a shrink. I looked at her, then."Sammie, if things were so bad, why. Feel like talking about it?" I suppose so. You know I left college my freshman year. I was nineteen. I knew how I wanted my life to be and so I went in search of someone to collar me. I ended up owned by a guy named Dick Laney who I'd met while exploring the scene before I left school. He still is pretty much a mover and shaker in certain circles and if you are kind and we make the Fetish Ball this year, I'll point him out to you. His was the multi-slave harem I was in, so I learned very early.