.. Err Frank, turned 18 last week, sir.” “ Don’t call me, ‘Sir,’ call me Mason.” “Frankie,” I continued “What do you think would con...titute a good outcome here?” “I dunno sir, maybes I could ditch the stuff, in a bin, like? Nobody would notice it gone, please don’t say anything. I’ve never done it before. Sir.” “Don’t call me, ‘Sir.’ Call me Mason, “ I repeated, “and I agree I don’t think anybody would be that concerned about a missing box, but it’s the principle. You felt the need to steal. “I know, Sweetie. I hope he decides that you’re old enough and I’m trustworthy enough to let us have more time. If not, we’ll still see as much of each other as I can convince him to allow.”“I’m still working on him. He feels a little better about you since that video you posted about your friend dying. That makes him feel like you’re a more genuine person.”I laughed and dropped her at her classroom before making a call and getting two more bouquets of roses delivered to Emma and Zoe later in. "Then I'll love you all the same," Sarah says, giving me a soft kiss."But you'll spend the rest of your life wondering what your life wouldbe like if you HAD had the operation." I close my eyes and nod- Sarahis, of course, correct, but there's no guarantee that she'll still feelthis way after the operation...I put my stresses out of my mind as I wake up the following morning,heading into Sarah's en-suite to shower before pulling on the skirt,tights, blouse and heels that have made up my work. Eyes wide, Pet looked around at her surroundings, afraid to fully enter the kitchen. Master was to her right and mistress was off to her left. They were both watching her. Her training took over, and as she entered the kitchen she dropped to her knees and half-slid, half crawled to be in front of David, assuming the position.David reached over and began to stroke Pet on the head, much like one would pet a dog looking for attention. He looked at the girl and saw that there were no more bruises,.