"Yes, Master. I will, I promise. I just thought that... well, that you didn't want me anymore," she said, lowering her eyes. I reached out and lifted ...er chin. "Nonsense... I have missed you my little slut. I am glad you are back," I said, looking straight into her eyes. "Me too, Master," she said, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately. * * * * We had made plans to meet again a couple days later. Betsy's husband was going to be out of town on a business trip, and so. I was very surprised that there actually were a few people from my area, but almost all were men seeking sex – figures! Some married guys were even seeking action with other men. This was not what I was after, but I felt better knowing I was not the only one in this one-horse-town that was desperate. My fav site was getting a little lame after a few weeks. I must have looked at just about everything they offered. The only pages I ignored were the gay and tranny pages. I ventured in and at first. "Do you think she really expects me to sleep in a different room than you, Kenny?" She wouldn't have told me to take you up to this room if she didn't expect that, Shirley. Mama's funny sometimes. I don't think she'd be surprised if I came into your room later, or if you came into mine, but I'm pretty sure she expects us to sleep in different rooms tonight." But, I thought we'd get to sleep together tonight. I had to practically beg my mother to let me spend the night here." If it was up to me,. “Look, sweethearts, Greg, Bob and I can’t afford to be distracted for even a second, worrying if you’re okay or not. Please, just stay here. Linda, IF we need you to ‘fix’ someone, then and ONLY then, you can pop into Melody’s office to help, okay?”Their faces portrayed their lack of agreement and concern for our safety. Linda exclaimed, “OKAY, but, you guys gotta PROMISE to take as few of chances as possible and make sure you come back to us ... promise?”I could see the concern in their eyes,.