He was right though! I did not feel like a submissive at home because it was more of a roleplaying game we did in the bedroom. I did feel like his sub...issive slave right now.Master said that I needed to be trained because I can be lazy, selfish, vain, shallow and a bunch of other things. He said I wasn’t as bad as Cheyenne but that I could quite easily be that way if he let me. He said he needed to keep me in line for my own good. He told me that with structure and discipline I’d have less. Score at the end of each quarter: 1st 3-0, 2nd 3-3, 3rd 6-13, 4th 20-16.”By now, Carol has found the page in the paper. She tells Dahlia, “Let me see that.” Then she grabs the letter from Dahlia to check it with the article. After she is finished, she proclaims,” I’ll be dammed; it is as he predicted.”“Those aren’t predictions.”Rachel asks, “What is that supposed to mean?”“I don’t expect you to believe me, but I hope you trust me enough not to think I am crazy and do something stupid like try. I was looking forward to having a glass of wine, putting my feet up and to watch a bit of TV.As I sat there flipping channels I thought of Jason – why the hell can't I get him out of my mind. I guess I had expected him to try to contact me since I did not respond to his message.I pushed those thought aside and went to bed after watching the ten o'clock news. No dreams. I woke up refreshed and ready for another day at the office.Again nothing from Jason. Curious.When I got home, there was a. When he looked in the direction they were looking he saw it too… Lurking in the shadows with glowing eyes, it sounded unlike anything he ever heard. Suddenly and with what’s best described as an angry growl from hell, it traversed the distance at lightning speed, bounding off one wall before the other with the speed of a hawk. It was more like something seen in a movie than in real life. He heard two loud echoing shots being fired. The bullets hit and ricocheted off the dumpster at the far end.