'The man is your friend.' 'Obey the man.' it repeated over and over and like any repeated soft noise faded from her consciousness. The light went o...t again.He went to sleep then. In a few hours the repeated phrases would be planted in her subconscious. It was dark out when he woke. He collected a wide leather collar, a short leash, and a length of soft rope and returned to her room. In the dim light he allowed her, he placed the collar around her neck and attached the leash. He released. He hesitates for a moment, but eventually gives in to her kiss. His entire being is set on wild erotic fire, yet a tiny subconscious part of his mind still nags him with the impropriety of her action and of his response to it. Just as he is about to pull away in protest at the order of things, he feels her warm soft hands on the sensitive skin of his throbbing erection. He wonders when and how she managed to zip down his fly, but the feel of her hands moving slowly and smoothly from the head of. “It wasn’t me who had the encounter, it was Mario who was not at Fort at all.”“No, I’m not saying that Mario did anything, It’s just those youths came to see me early this morning, asking me to ask you if they could join the gym?”“Father Petrou you know my doors are open to anyone.” On saying that he pulled out his mobile to call someone. When he finished, he smiled as he put it back in his pocket.A few minutes later a group of teenagers strolled into the gym. All wet like they had just been. Gina definitely managed to get in touch with Darryl over the weekend. I've heard that he plans on ambushing you in the hallway today." That was expected," I replied. "At least this means that after Friday's game I can give my step-mother to be a hug. I also will get to see her sitting by my father at games."Allan just smiled at this. "That will be a very unpleasant surprise for Gina. You know that she still believes that someday you'd see the light and ask her out on a date"I tripped and.