The tit slapping had drawn attention from the few couples in the area, and several drifted over to watch us, then others wandered in from down the bea...h.At one point I looked up at the crowd that was gathering and saw Marianne standing between Kevin and a well-hung Black boy. The lad (he looked like a teenager) had his arm around her waist, and her arms were around the two men. Both she and Kevin were wearing what looked like dog collars.Kevin was as pale as he had looked last night and his. On a sunny morning in early May, the world bursting with life, Danielle arrived at Valley Springs with a light heart and a bouncing step, only to find old Collins in tears. The night had been hard for one reason or another, he wouldn't articulate the pain, be it physical or emotional. Danielle understood men of his generation found it difficult to put pain into words. Without ever learning the Why of his tears, she understood the How, and felt it grossly unfair that her life could be renewed. Although he heard rumors about this service, that well, he’d believe it when he lived it. He sighed and looked at the number written on his hand before picking up the phone and dialing.“Neat n Naked… where our girls suck better than hoovers. How can we help you?” Came a deep throaty voice from the earpiece of the phone.“Can I please hire a maid?” Kit asked softly, his hands sweating a bit.“Why of course you can darlin’. Just tell me what type of. Your hands were firmly kneading my lower back; possessively letting my soft skin move along your fingers and palms.Possessive… You continuously claim me, taking my body as your own, dressing me in the things that please you and serve you and I do the same, marking you with me. Every inch of fabric that covers your body chosen and cared for by me. No one looking at you or catching a scent of you would think other than “he is Emily’s.” And, when we are alone together, you do not hesitate, do.