Kneeling down the feeling is compounded as I gaze up at her."During this time you are not my master. I am yours."I nod. "Yes Mistress Bitchcraft." Unt...l I leave this room I am your mistress and your are a faggot. Say it!" She demands."You are my mistress and I am a faggot." My voice, normally stong and authoritative, grows timid.Above me Mistress Bitchcraft clicks her tongue. Deciding what to do with me, I suppose. Perhaps five minutes goes by before she says a word. "Get me my strap on."I. He could fire her in an instant if she didn't put out for him, but she felt unclean using sex as a means of hanging on to her job.It was like Tony had said. They had both put in four years at good colleges and didn't seem to be any better off for all the sacrifice. She had worked and scrimped and saved and worked even harder to get her degree. Her parents hadn't been any help at all. If anything, they had been a hindrance, always telling her to find a man and get married and let him support her. She had gone to buy some vegetable from the market. As the market is near to my society, no need for any public transport. Suddenly, it started raining heavily out of nowhere. In a quick time, everyone disappears with all the cricket kits in their respective home.I was standing under the roof at Watchman’s cabin waiting for the rain to stop. Suddenly, I saw Reshmi aunt coming from the market; she was having 3 carry bags in the hand. As she saw me, she called me for help. I stepped out of the. Alexa looked ready to pounce on me with a hug, but I raised my hand, the one not in Molly's hand, to stop her, remembering Janice's warning and figuring keeping other lovers even accepted and shared by Molly under wraps would be prudent. Molly's surprising relationship with me was known and mostly accepted by cast and crew. "Hey Alexa, I see you brought your friends," I said.Her head lifting by her rolling onto her toes, she leaned towards me without making contact. "They want to watch," she.