My friend Heather merely smiled, which suggested to me that she didn't properly know herself who had sent me the note or why."The Sable Society." I si...hed at that bit of useless information. I'd never heard of such a thing, but being in my first year at the Buchanan Finishing School I knew very little about anything.Heather was in her second year. She would graduate the following spring and be presented formally to high society in June, and so I expected a little more help from my friend than. I do know what causes it, and Bob and I have been right regular with our loving, so I should not have been surprised. I guess I was so old, 24, that I had given up on the idea of having a baby, but my prayers were answered, after all.Bob knew about my morning sickness—how could he help knowing? But, being a man, he didn't connect it to anything important. I waited a couple of weeks before I told him, because I was afraid that it was a false alarm. Eventually, I just couldn't hold in the good. ”“So how do you want me to be nice to her?”“I'll just rely on your good judgment for that. Just don't be too stiff, is all.”“What do you mean too stiff?”“Like we were with each other for all those years that we were together.”Just then the door bell rang, and Sarah went to open it for Lilly. Lilly turned out to be a stunning young woman, a few years younger than Sarah and me. She came to me with a big grin on her face, wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big sloppy kiss.“Hello Phil. I feel. Then he quickly ties a rope through one of the metal rings built into the collar. they are putting me on a leash!!! my thoughts are racing now. at that moment i feel a tuck on my neck. a man stands next to me holding several ropes in his hand. "Let's go!!" he yells out and starts walking. as he pulls harder on the rope i stumble behind him. so do some other girls on leashes, that i only now seem to notice. altogether we stumble onto a wooden platform that has a row of wooden poles on it..