Then she walked over to put her arms around me. "You should have told me before, Jackie," she said gently. "I don't like it that you've been carrying ...his around all by yourself. It's not right." I didn't want—" I started."I know, to worry me," she cut me off. "But didn't you expect him to come after you?" No, I really didn't." Men like him never give up," she said. "They can't stand to lose. I know."I gave her an odd look; how would she know?She took a deep breath. "It was all back before I. She walked over to the bed and looked through what he had layed out for her.There was white silk underwear with a black very short skirt and a white low cut top and a coller with her name on it. She got dressed and did her hair before heading downstairs to her Master who was waiting for her and as she walked into the room he smiled as he looke up and down her body and when he saw she had put the coller on.What do you think of your outfit slut? he askedI love it Master, I love how the silk. .. gone were my unkempt manbrows, and in their placewere neatly plucked, trimmed and defined brows with just a hint of afeminine arch on them. The whole effect was to make my eyes look wider,more innocent and yes - definitely more feminine.My heart began to pound once again. Unlike my nails, I couldn't hide anyof these changes. People would notice. My co-workers would notice! Whatwould I say if anyone asked about them? I suddenly had a sense of thehumiliation I would feel if anyone questioned. Sally loved everything about college life. She loved the classes, the social life, the dorm — even the school cafeteria! She was making plenty of friends with the other women in the dorm and in her classes, and she seemed to love them, too.And I think she loved me. I hadn't so much as looked at another woman since we'd come back from the island. Well, that's not literally true. I looked at plenty of women –- some of them with great admiration. I wasn't dead, and I was still a guy. But none of.