"Well, you'll find out in a minute," June shrugged. "He's set up a sort of preview of the entertainment, so that you can get together and design a lit...le informational mailer for the members- -full color, the whole works." She paused a moment then added in a voice full of insinuation, "I'm certain this girl will pose for any pictures you might want. Max pays her very well."The young editor was intrigued but asked no more questions. After having worked with Max Alexander's idea that innumerable. You have fifteen minutes to prepare my drink. Failure will be punished severely. Understood, slave?”She brought one end of the long chain to the O-ring on Adam’s collar and clipped it securely.“Yes, Mistress.”“Good. Francis, back up just a skosh.”As her loyal companion backed his ass into Adam’s face, she guided the chain below his body, running it just under his dangling scrotum and back up to Francis’ collar. She looped it through his O-ring before pulling the chain taut and clipping it. I followed a couple of minutes later, my head still in a daze.Lunch was sandwiches, quickly prepared, and after our morning of activity, quickly devoured before we headed back to the lake for our canoe drills. Andre stood at the front of the group.“Next, we are doing our canoe drills. How many of you have had to rescue a flipped canoe?”Only a couple of hands went up, mine included.“Since you are not all as fish-like as our John here, you will put on your life jackets for this exercise. Line up. He now knew who would protect him. Now he just had to ask. And that was the problem.Jack hoped Junebug would protect him. He went back to his cell. When he entered, he saw Junebug was reading a magazine. He tried to start a conversation with him. It didn't work, Junebug didn't say a word. So he bluntly put it out there, that he needed protection. Junebug still didn't say a word. He said that he didn't want to be somebody's bitch! He said that he would do anything, as long he was.