”“Like I said,” Kristie replied, “yeah. Everyone doesit, near as I can tell.”There was another moment of silence, Kristi... thoughtshe was finally about to be able to get back to sleep.“Anybody ever do it for you?” Kristie’s cousin soundedall conspiratorial.Kristie decided that mentioning Halloween wouldn’t be agood idea. “No.”“My friend Carol and I, when we sleep over…” AgainGlennis’ voice faded out.Kristie. You, will address her as "Mistress", and me as "Sir". Anything else will be punishable by extreme measures I'm sure you, will well remember.Simply put, do what you, are told - always. Your status inyour home is always the lowest possible, even fallingbelow guests or strangers should they enter. Obeying immediately should be foremost in your mind at all times. Punishment can range from mild to severe, depending on yourclumsiness or failure to respond to the request made of you.Finally, a subject. Even Liv and Jenny seem abstract, as if they are vague memories imposed on a solid view.I am aware of Jenny leaning close, and saying, “Right. Interesting. I’ll remember that. Oh, yes, that’s good. Christ, yes. Fuck her harder.”The Stable Boy does his own thing regardless of what Jenny says, but Jenny doesn’t seem bothered. At one point, she pulls down her breeches and pisses in my water bucket, then scoops up a handful and makes me drink it while the Stable Boy fucks me. I try and taste her. Moving day would be the end of the month, which was fast approaching.It was also time, as several of my friends-cum-coworkers had been pointing out to me lately, for me to "get back out there" socially. They'd been terribly sympathetic when I finally acknowledged that Susan had gone out of my life. I gave them no details, of course—what was I going to say?—but they realized that it hadn't been my decision. They were really sorry for me—for a while.The "while" had long since been over with,.