I put my long wig in pigtails, then put on the outfit. Greg gave me my long coat to wear, as I was not to wear anything else, and we were off. When we...arrived at the door, Mistress Amber greeted us. She was a beautiful woman, with long red wavy hair. She wore a leather bustier, heels, and fishnets. She led us inside, and then placed a collar around my neck. On the front it said "Service Girl" and it had a link in the middle which she attached a leash to. She whispered into Greg's ear. He came. Jorslan was wounded and dangerous. Plus he had hurt me with just a wave of his hand. Damn! That was POWER! My shield had caved as if it had been a soap bubble.Markus spent another 10 minutes with me, and then left. We both could tell our relationship was damaged. I didn't really know how to fix it, or if I even wanted to.I was poked and prodded by some assistants to the healer. Poking and prodding seems to be a universal thing with doctors.The next day someone came by with clothes for me, and. I was a little older, twenty-seven. I worriedly hoped that she found me to be attractive too. I told her that I had been married for just over two years. And I hinted that, although I was very happy in my marriage, my life seemed a little bit incomplete. I also shared that my husband’s and my favorite activity for the upcoming summer was sailing on Lake Michigan.What I didn’t dare tell her was that my bi-curiosity had suddenly sprouted when my maid-of-honor, Becky, had kissed me very intimately. "Enough of that." she laughed as she dropped on the still made bed. "I'll worry about everything else on Monday. This weekend is for having fun."Stretched out semi-nude on the bed, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. In her dreams she could imagine that this life was hers for real."Oh God, it can't be morning already." Taylor groaned as she rolled over on the soft bed toward the ringing sound that had disturbed her slumber.It took a few seconds for her to grasp that it was the phone.