??Come on, something is wrong. I know you don?t know me, but I am a goodlistener.?? Giving me a sigh, I thoughtshe was going to tell me her worries, s... what she said totally surprised me. ?Go away, he will be back soon and he won?tlike you talking to me.?? This just mademe want to find out more, despite her warning. ?Why, he doesn?t own you? Surelyyou can decide who you talk to.?? Shewent pale and I began to think that there was a lot more to her story.? ?Pete, you have no idea what is going. Anticipation was sweet and as morning waned into afternoon he savored each advancing minute. Sheryl's hotel was not far from his office, so at 4:00 PM he left the office to walk over. The day had grown hotter, the pavement sending shimmering heat waves back to the sky. The rush-hour crowd hurrying to commuter trains and busses had not yet reached gargantuan proportions and for a moment Steve walked alone, lost in reverie of a prior rendezvous. That time Sheryl had arrived at his hotel room,. Turning it in his hands hecan see that it also zippers in back, which means no adjusting it. And atthe top he can see the loop on the zipper lines up with 2 steel loops at thetop so it can padlock in place. Once that's locked he can't remove thecollar, and if he can't remove the collar, he can't remove the hood, whichmeans he can't remove the dress....Looking down at the heels he realises he had better get them on before thecollar or he may not be able to reach them. Even without the collar. Her teeth descended on my collarbone. It wasn't a playful sort of nip. She almost drew blood as she bit me. It was painful even through the fabric of my oxford, but it was the kind of pain one could easily grow addicted to, as she nuzzled at my throat. Her lips left a sticky trail of her red lipstick across my neck. It stank of artificial cherry and need. Those tiny fingers of hers came down hard on my shoulder, and I almost fell off the stool as she pushed me away. I knew she was meaner than.