To most it is unreachable as unreachable as you are to me. I slap you hard across the face, the slap born from frustration and anger at my own foolish...ess. Instantly I want to cry with the relief. Your eyes are no longer kind and though it’s not an immediate reflex you react consciously by slapping me back harder and meaner than I ever could. I slap you again and this time by tears start to fall, they run fast in groups as if escaping the turmoil they’re subjected to. My face has a red angry. Tom apologized profusely. All he couldthink of was the list of things she had originally told him he would buyor be able to eat when he was at the grocery store.Princess Dee just smiled inwardly at this. She knew that this meant thatTom was now starting to act on auto-pilot instead of just thinking forhimself. His sub-conscious would start to take over further and furtheruntil Tom's dominant characteristics and personality were completelyoverwhelmed. That is when his true slavery would begin;. It was going to be a big event. Johnny had heard through a grapevine that this event didn't happen but once every 10 years. It was sort of a secret event. Not many knew about. Supposedly no one was suppose to know about it.The bus arrived right on time. 5 minutes before midnight. Everyone stepped in chatting about how exciting this was going to be and how they were ready for such an event. Johnny knew he was ready. He'd been dreaming of this event since he first heard of it.The bus ride was. I met Sandy when she moved next door when we were just kids. I was all of eight years old and she was five. Pretty soon we were doing everything together. We never dated anyone else and we never fought. Ours was a life that people dream of. I was a geek-jock. I had the option of taking either a football scholarship or an academic scholarship when I went to college. Sandy enrolled at Caltech with me -- on an academic scholarship too.We were each other's first and only bed partners, and I was.