"Let's skip school," Adam suggested, leading her out the school.Despite herself, she felt excited and anxious.III.At the same time Adam was leading He...ther away, Lisa was outside the school waiting for Samantha. She still didn't know how Adam had managed everything, but the truth of the matter was... she didn't really care. She knew that she was being forced to feel this way, but the fact of the matter was that the feelings were too powerful to resist and it was much easier to simply enjoy the. So we almost home I look over at her and she was out cool I’m looking at her about to go crazy..here come the f**king “DEMONS”..And I hit a bump and every thing on her started shacking and her legs opened up no bra and a thong so we get home I parked..I go around to get her up and she said can you help me a little I said okay..with the heels she was a little taller then me..so I slowly put my hands and arms around her and the alcohol was really kicking in she said mmm a little and then she. . . . So, we made it back home, or that is what I thought. The girls, Gabby and Nancy, got me down from the car, and with the leash guided me to the house. Yes, I now had a collar and the girls were pulling me by the leash attached to the collar. I was on my way to adding more sexual realities to my mild BDSM. It was getting more than just mild. I was pretty much in chains and with a pretty heavy collar. The collar connected to the leash was my control. I really did not know why they wanted to. " I swung her bags into the back of the SUV. "The airport would have been too much."Clara nodded. "But how will we fit?" Turn around, sweetie," I said.She squealed when she saw the slender and brilliant African American, her choreographic collaborator and good friend sitting behind the wheel of Josh's truck, a really nice one with room for four in the cab. Lance and Josh had just returned from LA, flying there after Christmas with his family in Pittsburgh, and they drove to Minneapolis.