That, I might have given you," she said. Then she dropped the cigarette on the concrete, rubbed it out with a bare foot, and went back inside. She clo...ed the sliding glass door, leaving me alone on her balcony. Though we were only four years apart, I'd never gotten to know my sister that well. Not like I had Dom and Todd. Even Dom had a better relationship with her, and with six years separating them, they had less reason to be close. So the truth was, I didn't know how she'd react to what I. She poked her head back out to check the time and decided she could afford a minute to dry off the chain. Checking her appearance in the mirror, she grinned at the wanton image reflected back – naked except for expensive black “fuck me” heels, black leather collar, and a chain. She noticed the light glistening off her wet labia, which were still engorged and spread open.She quickly reached to grab some Kleenex but stopped herself in mid-reach. Straightening back up, she appraised her image in. She wondered what Corporal al-Mansur would do. He was Fleet Auxiliary since he wore their blue uniform.She liked the look of the Civil Service, working to help concubines. Then she discovered that a Civil Service job might involve running a brothel! So, that was out as well.That left either the Navy or the Marines. Having met Barika, she knew that women could be Marines, but she wasn't sure she wanted to be that big. The Navy might be the better choice for her, at least they were normal size.. ? I managed a bit louder this time.?Yes, what?? She demanded.?Yes, Mistress.? I essayed.?Don’t give me that Mistress crap. I’m not your Mistress, I’m your worst nightmare. Call me Rhonda if you really have to. Now, I’ll ask again, is this your mess on my floor????Yes, Rhonda. That’s my mess on your floor.? I tried.?Well, you had best clear it up then.? She went and fetched a rag, inevitably it was my dress, and threw it on the floor in front of me. I didn’t know what to do at first but Rhonda.