So she made her way through the dismal corridors and found the drama department, which was effectively one large, grand, black room with long black cu...tains draped around the walls. Very dramatic, she thought, smiling at the familiarity of the room and smoothing her skirt. Suddenly she realised she was nervous, and instinctively swallowed. Her throat felt dry and her pulse was racing, but she didn’t know why, nothing had changed since she was last there…except, that is, for Amy herself. The. She said yes and I asked her if she thought about a change? I pulled Marty aside and said we may be able to use her.If there are items like before we are going to need someone trustworthy to handle it we already know her and did business with her. Marty said good thinking! She froze holding another piece. “This is the Kings Ring and this is one of the Czars Rings, 400 years old, Maybe we need to talk, I don’t have the funds for ¼ of this and never will.”“Keep logging the items and we will talk. I pull off my t-shirt then lift his hands and drag them up my body towards my neck and squeeze."Do bad things to me, Master, I need you," I breathe."I don't know if I can," he says, looking bewildered."Please? Treat me like you used to? I've been a bad boy, and I desperately need to be punished. Make me repent so I can seek forgiveness and absolution," I growl lustfully.Liam's eyes widen."I...I...don't know what to say?" he stammers."Say yes, Master. Let me be collared again?" I sigh, echoing. Just hold me." She wrapped her arms aroundme, and before I knew it, we were kissing. It was like before, onlydifferent. Better. Girl on girl, we were in synch in a way we had neverbeen before. I have to admit I was the typical guy who lived to get hisrocks off, roll over, and go to sleep. I tried to fake interest inforeplay, but I was almost always too eager for the main event to wastemuch time on the preliminaries.Now I learned how wonderful those opening rounds could be.We had been kissing.