It was then that dad arrived, panting, having run home when he was fetched. He hardly noticed me as he brushed past and went in and I heard ma crying,...sobbing, as he hugged her. Eliza and I looked at each other and I could see my fears for the future mirrored in her eyes.Five minutes later pa came out and barked at the younger three to go play again. They had been milling about, hovering, trying to work out what was going on but not daring to approach me as I paced by the door and agitated.Then. I watched as Master slept and wondered wildly what this paragon of virtue could be dreaming? Was he dreaming of me? Could thoughts of varying my punishments, with a few jealously interjected pleasures intwined, be rolling around his beautiful brain? Is he dreaming of scenarios? Perhaps I'm made to lie in a tub of my own urine while he and a number of his male friends stand in a cattle call waiting for their turn to empty their bladders on me? With their bladders emptied they again stand single. “If Missy comes by my shop at this address in half an hour, I will let her take this car.” He said as he handed me one of his cars that had the address of his shop on it.I got my bag of emergency Missy items and told him I would be there soon. By this time it was dark so I wasn’t worried too much about walking in the front door as Missy and in such erotic clothing however I didn’t walk the entire distance in my lingerie. I waited till I got to the shop and ducked into an alley. I opened my bag. It’d be a good time to mention that we both liked each other the first time we met. Our parents were only dating at the time and my dad had promised me he wasn’t going to get married until I was out of high school so I wouldn’t have to move around anymore. Turned out to be a lie because he got married not too long after and we moved in with them. It was just me and my dad and on their side was my stepmom and she had 2 sons. So John has a younger brother. I always fought with John but the.