It was no different from another person talking me into or out of some idea. Well, OK, yes, it was different, of course it was, but more in the means ...y which he did it than the ultimate effect. It was persuasion, not dominance.For the rest of the afternoon "nursing" consisted mainly of giving him a couple teaspoons of alcohol every two or three hours. It didn't, I knew from the residual knowledge he'd put in my head so effortfully the previous night, have the same effect on him that it did on. We visited the tiny house. Z told me it was small. But I was surprised at just how small it was.My first “date” was lunch was on 30 September. It was a last-minute reservation for at lunchtime one day before I was supposed to start. I might as well start making money. My skirt and blouse made me look younger. Both Z and Fran said that I still looked adult enough. In thinking about it later, my 10 cm heals were a little high for lunch. OTOH, even with an extra ten centimeters, everybody was. Erin had somehow changed the dress code, and I was suddenly the only one running around buck naked all day long. This gave her and Bridget the opportunity to fondle any part of me that they desired. And they did that a lot. When I wasn’t sleeping, the longest I went untouched by them was perhaps half an hour. Everywhere I went, everything I did, the one thing I could be sure about was the fingers that suddenly pinched my nipples or bum, tickled or caressed all parts of my body, buried. "Jimmy is right, what he did is to torture and rape a helpless victim who was powerless to stop him. That's not what we are talking about here. We're talking about controlled environments where your safety is the number one concern, where you can stop any time you want and walk away. And I mean that. Trust is everything in this world, Angela. Now I know this is a lot to take in all at once. I think maybe we need to stop for now and let you do a little thinking, and a little studying." Yeah.