” I turned and began walking. He let me walk a few paces before he called me back. He leaned down and nuzzled my ear as he asked, “Did I give you...permission to walk, slave?” I shook my head and mumbled, “No, Master” around the handle. He raised his eyebrows. “And now you are talking to your Master with your mouth full?!” he smiled. I moaned as I sank to my knees. I knew better than to remove the handle of the cat because Master had told me when he placed something in my mouth I was to treat. " Mr. Nileson said suddenly. "We need to maximize our profits for the next three years, pool those profits and then go on an end-of-the-world spending spree."That shut the room up for a while! Mr. Nileson's comment was stunning, and almost right, but Dad had already had one thought that anticipated just such a comment."More than that," He added. "Those with businesses need to maximize their efforts so that three years from now, they can each get a massive line of credit extended. We should all. He gave me another kiss and said, "of course." He then got outof the car and came to my side and opened my door and helped me out andwe walked hand in hand to the back door. When we got there, I could seethere were lights on, but no sign of Brenda or Sharon. I opened thedoor and lead Brad in and told him to make himself comfortable and thatI would get some wine. I looked down the hall to were our bedroom wasand it was dark and wondered if Brenda and Sharon had already made loveand were in bed. “I would of got you a card.” “Would have, Steve!” He looked at me reproachfully, but his cute face returned shortly. “Anyway, you are welcome to join me and the guys,” he said. “I don’t think so, but thanks anyway,” I said, trying not to sound ungrateful. I looked at his blonde hair and my eyes wandered around his body. As they did, a naughty thought occurred to me. I didn’t want to come along to his pub crawl, but maybe I could give him a birthday to remember… It was just before eight on the.