We had wanted to do more, but Anne had insisted that we leave everything the way it was, as much as possible. Melody had a right to deal with everythi...g, no matter how horrific; this was her life.The bears had been the one thing I had insisted on her not seeing. They had been decapitated and that was one picture Melody was not going to have in her memories the rest of her life. I had taken them to Paul's mother-in-law to repair. Her eyes, like mine had done, had filled with tears at the sight. He should probably buy a cheap cell phone.As he neared level with the floor, he stopped. Sara Myers was at the entrance to the store, holding the door open. It looked like she was leaving. She was twisting around, looking back in the store, and the old t-shirt she had on stretched to trace her curves. It looked like she wasn’t wearing a bra and her hair was a mess. What was she doing here?Cameron waited until she had gone down the front stairs, then continued to the store. Inside, the intern. ” Charles undressed quickly and in a timely manner. I had given him permission to get up and fetch me my wood core handle flogger with a lacquer finish Victorian wood style and custom leather tails. He presented it to me with such poise and simulation, I was proud of my pet I had trained so long ago. “You do know why you are being punished, are you Charles?” “Yes, Queen.” “I do this for the greater good, you know the drill. Kiss the handle of my flogger.” Kisses were relished on this phallus. " "Hey, looking good today, Jane, got a special date tonight?" Even the guys who know I'm married leer at me. I don't know her name, but I know her every part as though I've been studying nothing else for months. Her left hand, usually with a little black on the paper side where she's been drawing. Her quick eye, dark chocolate brown, seeing much more than I can, flashing. Her little satisfied smile when her drawing is going well. Her little grimaces when she wants to change things. Long raven.