”“Yes, yes indeed,” she said.“You went there last Thanksgiving. I will be going at the end of this month, March. Maybe you could go in June, t...en me late September or early October and you around the first of the year. That’ll be doubling what we have been doing so far,” he said. “Then we just recycle the same schedule thereafter,” he said. She nodded.“What about telling him. I mean... ?” she said.“I don’t have the balls. Down the line. When it feels right,” he said. “And, no I have no clue. They drove out my individuality. They made me a sex toy.I don't know who bought me. The spotlights in my eyes blocked my vision. But within a second of the word being shouted, one collar is removed from my neck and another snapped in its place. A woman in a short skirt, roughly my age, cuffs my hands behind me. She pulls me by the leash off the stage to a back room, surrounded by mirrors on all sides. I know the room is mirrored so I can see my shame. So I can't forget what I am - a slave. I. ”, he asked?”K told him yes, C had undressed right in front of her once when they were together in C’s bedroom during a sleep over. K said: “She took off her top and that big bra and held her breasts up at me saying how good it would be if I would touch them for her. She said that it always feels better when someone else plays with them.”“What did you say K”, he asked?She smiled at me and told me: “I said OK. And, I reached for them. It took my two hands to hold one and I still didn’t have all. As the satin slid away and exposed her flat, smooth stomach, interrupted only by the dip of her navel and the navel ring and charm that adorned it. Alan’s work-callused hands pressed lightly against her sensitive sides as she sat up just enough to slide her arms from the sleeves of the satin blouse, driving Mara crazy. She’d felt the warmth start to build between her legs when he had first lifted her and carried her to the bedroom, then a sudden rush of wetness when he had caressed her breast..