As she walks away I all but leap out of my chance and quickly walk after her to catch up. I do so and get her attention. “Hi, my name is Angel. I wa... wondering if we have met before as you look so familiar?” Yes, it’s a cheesy line but it works! She tells me her name is Olivia and she wants to get a coffee. So we walk over and I order another hot chocolate while she orders a coffee and we sit at a table together chatting. I’m not sure if it’s a submissive thing or what, but we seem to click in. Our friends do, too."Another pause."OK, I'll tell you this much. Remember when you stayed with your grandmother a couple of years ago while we went to the Caribbean with Mr. and Mrs. James? Remember? We showed you some photos."Oh, yeah. You bet I did. Especially the ones of them skinny-dipping."Well, we did more than skinny-dip together." Oh."My turn to pause. I giggled."Pretty sure Ryan and Sylvia might like this." Remember, sweetie. Nobody insists on anything, no expectations from anyone,. Not when you have furniture in them anyway.It had been a good week until this morning. Last Saturday, we'd had girls in every event. Miranda had surprised herself by making the finals on beam, then surprised herself again by finishing forth. Stephy took second on floor and Kelly fourth on bars. But the big news was that Traci made the finals on vault. She finished twelfth, but she made the finals. That may not sound impressive, but when you consider where we started... One of the best things. When my eyes come level with yours, you reach out and gently touch my cheek. "Good, girl." Odd... I almost felt proud hearing you say that. "Now, let's finish our shopping, shall we?" Since you were already headed off down the aisle, I knew that no answer was expected of me. I followed you, letting the leash pull me along docilely behind you.The hardware department turned out to be a storehouse of toys. Toys for you, that is; torture gadgets, for me. Once you'd gathered what you needed, we.