Standing outside the door that would not open–and watching her shadow, of her walking away, on her curtains. –‘It was the best summer of mine! I...met Larry!’ –‘Hello, love!’ Right in front of him. Standing by his car, where she gave him one last, long, deep French kiss on that last weekend before Christmas before she left for home and Larry–and then watching her run away from him, back to her apartment, without looking back. –‘I have nothing to say.’ He sat and thought of more and more, and. .. just a little longer to wait until your new master sends for you, hmm?" Ohh, I don't mind waiting, doctor sir - I think perhaps I've been waiting for a master for a very long time a-and I just didn't realize it so a bit longer won't ... umm..." Alexa's voice trailed away - he was watching her so intently that she felt she should be quiet. Had she gone too far? The vivid dreams that had haunted her sleep since puberty came flooding back into her mind. But if she told them about yearning for a. His heart had sunkwhen Miss Victoria had announced she'd be overseeing it as she was hisleast favourite of his captors. Mistress Anna had been overseeing hisballet practice with a sharp eye and a swift crop. It was something theyinsisted on as Mistress Anna claimed it helped make his movements moregraceful. He'd been dressed in his pink leotard, tutu ballet shoes andwhite white opaque tights and was struggling to master the called-forpositions and movements when Miss Victoria had made the. Having his arms around me was heaven and he smelled… divine. Eventually we let go and stepped back, silly, stupid, goofy smiles on our faces. “Hi,” we said simultaneously, and then chuckled. Online wasn’t the only place we were in accord. “So, how was your flight?” Joe asked. “Good, thanks. How was yours?” “Mine was good as well.” Joe looked towards the bar. “I’ve been here for twenty minutes or so. I wasn’t sure what you might want to drink but I went ahead and ordered you a white wine..