Shari was turned on by it as well. So they were both enjoying the game of master/slave, even though the roles could probably be reversed, and both of ...hem have just as much fun.I admit it. I have a tendency to let the woman take the lead.This weekend, I'd have to watch that tendency.Tanya pushed Shari away, wiping her wet mouth with her arm."Enough, Slave," she said. "Put this shit away. God, you can't get decent help these days."Shari grinned at me as she went past and Tanya winked. Yeah, they. "I usually work out the general direction of where I'm going while I'm hanging around during the day, waiting on setups and doing nothing much. The actual story doesn't come out until I'm telling it." You ought to write some of those down," he told her. "There are some great kids' stories you've been telling. That's my professional opinion, by the way, not one of a friend." I've tried," she sighed. "It always seems to come out real flat. I'm not a writer, Dave. I'm a storyteller. There's a big. Iused to be a leader in my department. I was respected and I was a bigguy. Now, I'm not much more than a maid and I look like a child - alittle girl. You said so yourself. You don't see Dave, anymore, you asee your 'baby girl.' I'm not strong enough for this. I just want tohide here forever," And he buried his head on Allie's lap and the sobsstarted all over again.Allie sat and rubbed his back until he calmed down. "Alright, baby, doyou trust me?" What?" Davey asked in surprise."Do you trust. I got to know you pretty well while we were roommates, Catherine. That's' why when i saw your picture i knew you'd be a great match with Alexandra." But how... ?" One of Alexandra's toys, Katrina, moved to the west coast recently. Normally she would never have left Alexandra for anything, including her husband and children, but Katrina was careless. Her husband became suspicious and hired a private detective. The only photos he ever got were of Katrina going into and out of Alexandra's.