" Thank you, Mr. Carson, for bailing me out. I would like to become closer friends with you and Mrs. Carson. Your daughter loves you very much and it'... hard for her when she has to choose who to be with. Right now I have to find out how long I might be sent away for. I might need you to look after my family." John, we'll fight it. I know Cara and she doesn't lie. She may not tell the whole story every time, but she won't lie about it. Right now we need to get you home with your boys. Cara is at. What slave wouldn’t want that!But, my trip to the store was going to be embarrassing. He would only allow me to wear one dress on top of my heels and hose. No bra or under pants. Gratefully, Vegas is warm even at night but I was afraid my nipples would stick out through the silk dress I had brought with me. I guess that’s what he wanted. And, he wanted one more thing; he said the spicy gel was a must for my walk to the store and he applied it generously to my ass hole and cunt. Since I wasn’t. I’ve enjoyed being with you. I look forward to Wednesday evening. I will call you tomorrow night.”“Okay, Bye, Rachel.“Bye, Gerald.”I thought it would be interesting to hear about the discussion that would now be occurring. I knew it would be tough for Rachel.Work the next day was good and also quiet. I headed home. Just as I pulled into the drive, I received a call from a number I hadn’t heard before. I answered, ‘Hello, this is Gerald.”“Hello, Gerald. This is Rachel Stevenson. This is my new. He knew how lonely she often felt, how easily her mood could swing, but he hadn’t wanted to insist. How much he regretted his decision now. If only she’d gone to the party he wouldn’t be feeling so guilty about coming home late. He hated himself for it, but he couldn’t help feeling weighed down by her dependence on him, couldn’t help feeling she was selfish to put him under so much pressure. He’d called to let her know that he’d be late, but she hadn’t answered the phone. He asked himself what.