"What was that all about?" Our IT course." OK. Except that you wanted to talk to him way before..." She cut off at the sound of feet outside, and they...watched Shawna hurry past on her way to the bathroom."If you tell Marcus you want to talk to him about what's troubling him, he'll clam up. If you tell him you want to talk about something else, and then slip it in to the conversation, he tends not to notice and just gets on with it." You think something's on his mind?" He's... I don't know what. That might be something we need to think about and take into consideration here before we do all this up formally don't you think?" Yeah, I guess you're right. Maybe I should. I'll see if I can't find a way, the right time ... to bring it up sometime tomorrow."It was all I needed to hear. Smiling, I retreated back to the safety of my bedroom in order to get ready. I had less than thirty minutes before Danny and I would be meeting up over at his place. And I also knew, I now needed to get a few. I found out that there's no such thing as a 'sure thing'.Of course, in this case, THAT was your fault, too. I mean, she bet thatit would take her no more than a week to get proof that you were foolingaround on me. Stupid me, I felt I'd have the money in just seven days.Of course, it only made things worse that you never told me about havinga history with Marsha. One that had ended none too amicably.If I had known that, I might have seen about wagering on something otherthan your fidelity. And I. We walked for a few minutes before we reached a wooden door etched with gold. “This is the master’s room. Remember, always say ‘Yes, master’ or ‘No, master.’ Otherwise he will punish you. Good luck!” She knocked on the door and hurried away.A few seconds later, a man answered the door. He was tall and thin, about my father’s age, with greying hair. “Hello, my new little slut,” he said in a deep voice. “I am your new master. Welcome to my private sanctuary.” He opened the door wider and I.