Then she guided meinto the box and they both laced me tight to the wall. And of courseHeather was taking photos all along. Heather went back upstairs...andreturned wearing a pair of black leather gloves, above the wrist style.She showed them to Miss Britt palms out,"As you see Mary Jane, these gloves are knotted and rough, designed forpleasure or pain. Another idea of Yolandas. Allow me to demonstrate onyour bitch."As she stood in front of me she showed me the palm area of the gloves,very. Eyes of shock and fury glared back at Rayner. Instead of waiting for the man to spew out threats, Rayner attacked again with a blow that would have broken the man’s jaw, if the attack landed. To the thug’s credit, he expanded the distance between them rather than charging in anger. Too bad.Closing the distance, Rayner bore down on the man, hauling him up till his legs dangled off the ground. The display of strength halted the other thug who stood positioned to stab Rayner with his knife.. Carl arrived moments later and asked if he could join us. Agnes nodded and I said, “Sure, Carl. Leave your stuff and get a tray.” He got in line leaving his books on the table. He returned shortly with a tray of food.“Eric, who are all these pretty ladies?”“The one on my right is my beautiful lady, Agnes. Next to her is Melody, her roommate. Those two are Tracy and Amanda. They’re all good folks.”Carl said, “They are all pretty. You look better sitting with them.”I smiled. “I agree.”Two other. Dinner wasserved and the table talk was about everything but mytransformation. Dad was clearly awed by the changes he saw in me,but still, he said nothing. Music started, the small band playingsoftly in the background, and I excused myself to use the ladiesroom. On the way back to my table a guy about my age asked me todance! With a nod of my head I said yes and we stopped by the tableso that I could leave my purse. Holding his hand we walked out onthe dance floor. His name was Greg, and he was.