I wonder if he would have joked about that if he knew? A little later I took a pillowcase and went down to get some food from the cafeteria storage. I...think he saw me, but he hasn’t said anything. He probably just added it to what I owe him.I have been here a week already and have not left the apartment. I don’t know what is wrong, but I am still getting sick every day. Did he do something to the food? Maybe he is trying to force me to eat with him. Every day he stops by and asks me to join him. It was largely due to Sandy Harris. In addition to buying finishing items for the decoration of the penthouse, Sandy had been an incredibly effective buyer of hostess gifts. They were for Kelly to present to the women giving the various debutante parties to which she had been invited.Under questioning from Sandy, Andy found that she knew far more about the hostesses than she realized. For example, when she remembered that Sarah had a collection of snuff boxes, Sandy had made a couple of phone. To surrender to it...which made the pleasure all the more intense.I had already experienced pain at the hands of Renaud – in the upstairs bar when he pinched my nipples to make me scream – but at that point I had not associated pain with pleasure. I endured the pain simply to please Him – the nipple squeeze was pain…the anal sex was pain…and I’d do it for him because I was in love.In hindsight (amazing how that’s always perfect vision!), Renaud was grooming me to become his slave. As a naive. I wondered what it was he dared to say to me."Ethan, I'm sorry about—that—yesterday. I'm willing to negotiate all of this if you'll just come back inside and talk with me. Just two guys talking," he said. My look must have been answer enough for him. "Okay," he said, "if that's the way it is." I drove out and away. I wondered what he'd meant by the term 'negotiate'; I guessed I'd never really know.I spent the rest of the day setting up a new bank account, cancelling credit cards, and doing all.