“Hi, I’m Sarah.” She stood awkwardly, “You must be Brian.”“Yeah”“I’m babysitting your sister.”“Ohh, ok. I came home a little ear...y from next door. Do you want some company?”“Sure.” Brian walked into the hall to hang his coat up and returned. As he was about to sit down next to her he motion to the opposite corner.“Do you want to play a game?”“Ok.” As Sarah got up to get a game she noticed a bulge in Brian’s pants and she got an idea. On the floor along the wall were a pile of games and she. But she didn't know how often, or where, he was going to make her wear it—maybe she should pick one of the more discreet items. She was reminded of a question she hadn't voiced yet. Hadn't he said she could ask three questions? She looked up at him, remembering not to talk, but trying with her expression to ask permission. Amazingly, he knew just what she wanted. "Have another question?" he asked. She nodded eagerly, and he gestured for her to go ahead.But now she couldn't figure out how to. The poor doctor had darted into a Macy’s, and even hid out in the elevator, and in the changing rooms of several different stores. Much to the horror of all those present however, the cock had wiggled and poked its way into her in one manner or another. It had poked multiple female derrieres on its way. It had also stopped by to quickly enter the mouth of a young woman who was pursing her lips to check out her lipstick in front of one the multiple mirrors shops have in order to secure a bond. And as I did then, I laughed, then stretched forward and kissed her blond bush. “Yes, but later. For now, we have another problem to solve.”She looked relieved, then puzzled. “What is that, my Lord?”“Can we tone down the ‘my Lord’ stuff for a while? The problem is that I promised you that I would be your slave for this afternoon. I will not break my promise to you. What shall we do about that?”“You don’t need to…”I interrupted her, “You didn’t hear me. I will not break my promise to you. Given.