I was a freshman in college andrushing a fraternity. He was a senior and was so masterful! I so wanted to be amember, I would've done anything.He came...to my dorm room one night after a fraternity meeting and told me thathe really wanted me to be a member, and that he could help me. I asked himwhat I had to do and he said it was simple. He told me it was tradition for eachmember to adopt a pledge and "initiate" him into servitude to his senior brothers.He asked me if I had ever serviced a man. With all of the jumping around that caused, I feared that I would be bumped out of the bed.I gave them a few minutes to recover, then I asked, Nancy, how many other patients do you have?Right now, Master, you are the only one. I can only take on a maximum of three patients per day, and I just finished up with the two others I had. Why do you ask?"It just occurred to me how nice it would be for you to move in with us. We have a couple of extra bedrooms, so there should be plenty of room. That. I wonderedsometimes about my lack of memory preceding living with Jenny, butoccasionally after I chatted with her, or with my boss, John, anotherpiece or two of the jigsaw would seem to have slotted into place and Icould remember events from my past. Faded, cloudy memories, butmemories nonetheless. I could somehow remember my first period, and theoperation that meant I didn't have periods anymore, and my first kiss,and losing my virginity. I could remember the skirt I wore to school,and. Was it out of fear, or loyalty, I sometimes found myself wondering. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a standard, and that was then that I saw Odo’s warhorse sputtering forward, its nose steaming breath that misted in the cold air. It was rainy ground, soddy. It squelched and sang with every footstep, and there were many of them, the chorus of the great many squelching footsteps from Odo’s soldiers as they trampled the ground in their rush to pursue their now retreating enemies, men of the.