Just one of those old building surrounded by banks and car dealers."If you could come down here, I would really appreciate it." Add five bucks for the...parking garrage and it's a deal." It was my dad's rule. Never give anything away. A freebee has no value to the client.I parked in the city garage on a half hour complimentary pass issued to downtown shoppers. I cut them out of the paper every week just for occasions like that one."We didn't have to hurry after all. My next showing isn't for two. The private kept saying “Damn!” Most of the other people in the compartment who were from the ship were taking instructions from my concubines. I kept hearing the teenagers saying things like, “Hold this, and keep pressure on it.” There were a bunch of people with no shirts on looking after people as my concubines were making bandages from those shirts. One thing I noticed is that none of the Naval or Marine personnel questioned my concubines actions or pulled rank. They did what the girls. You aren't a person anymore."Shannon hung her head and felt tears forming again."Hey," Penny nudged her chin with a foot, "you're not an 'I' or a 'me' anymore. You're an 'it' now. You will refer to yourself as 'your slave' or 'this slave' from now on. Got it?" Yes, Mistress." Good. We'll also have to come up with a new name for you. 'Shannon' is a person's name. No good for a slave. How about I call you 'slavegirl' for now, and if I think of a better one, we'll use that."The kneeling girl. I was surprised to see a nice looking man holding a folded table standing on my porch. I opened the door and he introduced himself as Micheal and asked if I was Jean. When I said yes he told me that Sam had paid for a 2 hour massage to start at 2pm. Apologizing for being late he stepped through the doorway and started to look around. Micheal decided that the living room had ample space and said that he would need 20 minutes to set everything up. I immediately called Sam to ask if.