"What do you expect? Everytime we talk it is Derrick this, Derrick that."Ellen also stood her ground. "Why don't you ask the real question youhave b...en hinting about. Have I been sleeping with Derrick? Just becareful. Don't ask a question if you aren't prepared to handle theanswer. Unless you've got the balls to ask, take my word for it. He'sjust a friend."The first thing that popped into his head was the phrase, 'a Friend withbenefits'.George didn't look convinced, so she went on,. . on a long couch . . . right across from the 60" monitor, she placed the tray down and sat in an adjacent arm chair. "You probably shouldn't be watching this Heather," said Jeremy. "It might give you some naughty ideas like earlier this afternoon. But I’ll tell you . . . I sure like what you're wearing right now!" "Or better yet . . . what you aren't wearing," teased David as he examined the young girl's chest that he had just explored with his fingertips minutes earlier. Michael was paying. Now the pain had eased in her leg, she could definitely appreciate it. Her leg may be busted up, but the rest of her 22-year-old body was in perfect working order.She was lonely, bored, increasingly frustrated and beginning to become a little sorry for herself. How sad was she? All her friends were heading out for skiing trips and family get gatherings over the holidays. The highlight of her days was watching some anonymous bloke working out in his apartment, and praying he wasn't going away. Their cocks and balls were trapped inside of little cages.Allison attached a fine gold chain to Kathleen’s collar and led her around to meet people. She knew quite a few already and introduced herself to the ones she did not know. Kathleen was mostly ignored. She was only introduced if another dominant asked about her. Other than that, she was just decorative background.It was during this mingling that disaster struck. “Kathy?” she heard. She felt a knot in her stomach. Only one person on earth.