As usual he dozed off anddidn't wake up until Tori was shaking him. She wanted to know allabout his day. He pretended it was terrible and she lookeds...ocked. Then he said, "It really wasn't bad. Mrs. Sorenson had a staffmeeting and used me as an example of how the girls should dress forthe office and Susan came in my office and we talked. Her husbandlikes to dress and she suggested we get together some time. I toldher it sounded good but I don't know. I'll leave it up to you.Other than that. Like 40 size ass. She used to take personal tuition. After leaving her classes I still used to meet her sometimes at festivals and on birthdays. We had grown close. Actually, it was her equation with everyone. But I used to meet her after leaving classes too so she also was becoming close to me. We also used to chat. We used to share everything. I used to share about my college and masti. She talked about her classes. Till this, it was all a teacher-student relation.Once I had gone to her house. You do. His eyes are steel-gray and intense, as if he looks past your naked flesh and judges the weight of your soul.He runs his hands across your chest, tracing the ridges of your ribs. "You are mine now. You have no will of your own. You exist for my pleasure and that of anyone else I see fit." His voice is quiet, yet commanding. "You have no rights. However, I reward slaves who serve well with certain privileges. Perhaps you will earn that honor. Perhaps not. Either way, you will serve me,. Dad has this explanation about reality. He says reality is like it’s inside a box and everybody gets to poke a hole in the box and look at reality, but a person can only see through his little hole, so I can see some things that the person looking into the box from another hole can’t see, and vice versa. I listen. Dad’s not stupid and I love him, so I listened to that.Now I realize that what he said was true.You see, I kept waiting for the girl who would be my dad’s mate to show up one day, and.