" I was too scared to call him, if hethought I was a woman, I had told him where I had been working, so Ijust looked at his phone number and after som... time went by, I deletedit.I took my clean clothes home. I took off my skirt left the red top andmy face, I reasoned that I could touch it up if Donny called. I removedmy blond wig and tried to get some sleep, too hyper so I started to havea story read to me, laid down and he did not call.I did pass out at some time and woke in time to watch. She would call her road service and settle in for what would probably be a long wait. "Oh hell, no fucking signal," she said out loud. She had never changed a tire before but she had seen her husband do it a couple of times. After her husband died in a car crash two years ago, she took karate to occupy her mind and keep her body fit, so she was confident she could change a tire. She could handle herself if she had to but she laid out her .38 just in case and set to work at the task at. More perfect than I could ever have hoped for. Thank you so much," she said, kissing him softly. They laid together on the bed, him holding her and stroking her hair as she relaxed in his warmth and care. After a few minutes he turned to her. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself my slut, because I won't always be so soft and gentle. Sometime it may be considerably more difficult for you. But everything I do has a purpose to instruct, correct, or expand your boundaries. Everything I ask you to do will. "That is, if you're up to it."Scott nodded. His former flaccid penis already rising to the demand. "Yeah. I think I could help with anything you have in mind." Perfect." Cleo was leaving the pool area already, Scott walking by her side. "Where is your cabin?" No cabin. I've got a small handy trailer over in the RV section."Cleo stopped, and stared at him."What?" Scott saw the play of emotions on Cleo's face and wondered what the problem was."I ah..." Cleo wasn't quite ready to head back in that.