”Susan turned her head and looked at Nate. She put her hand on his back and guided him to sit on a bench.“It hurts to see him everyday without any...hope. He wakes up in the morning and cries. I check on him everyday and make him shower just to get him out of bed. I only get him to the couch a few hours a day and he goes back to bed and just stares at the emptiness. I can’t help Susan. I’m doing everything I can and I wish with all my heart I could, but I’m just not good enough.” Nate wiped tears. " You're the one wearing a dog collar and nothing else," I suggested, "maybe you feel like making a run for it?" I let her lead fall.She looked up at me in the faint moonlight, "Don't be ridiculous, no one would believe me!"she said hopelessly.Half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a senior executive and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, a satisfied little bitch with my cum dipping out of her.We. The auto-pilot was set to maintain 5280 feet above sea level, the magic mile-high altitude. I asked Marlene to unbuckle and help me fold the seats down to make a bed. She said, "Oh I am getting so wet just thinking about what is about to happen." I opened a storage compartment for her to store her beautiful dress and blouse without any wrinkles. Without prompting, she started undressing, carefully folding her clothing and placing it in the locker. I undressed, placing my clothing in the same. Everyone contributed. No sleeping partners. Hell, let’s be honest; I was holding on for dear life. That doesn’t exactly come through in your story… much as I enjoy my portrayal as Hercules.”“I can only write through my eyes. The eyes of an eighteen-year-old ingenue, rather. I was more than a little impressed. Smitten. Well, I hope you didn’t find any of it insulting.”“No, but I must say, there may be a legal issue. I assume you have a very expensive lawyer.”“Of course. She’s great. Just great..