“So, is it fun to be Fiona’s pet nerd?” asked Eve.“I prefer to think I’m her friend”, I said, surprising myself with my confidence.“Righ..., but in reality you’re just a loser she picked up like a bit of dirt from the floor. She just loves meek girls like you because she can walk all over you and you’re no challenge at all”, she replied, with a perfect smile on her beautiful face.Could that be true? Did Fiona only want me with her to have someone to boss around? Someone weaker and obedient,. " he protested. "I'm simply too tired and... we'll talk about it in the morning, okay?" He said and took a single step backwards. "No," she said emphatically, quickly grabbing him, sternly, by the balls. "You don't get to go to sleep just like that. Not after what happened." Lora, please, I..." he squirmed, as her grip tightened around his balls, sending thunderous jolts of pains through his spine. "So, what?" She demanded, raising her voice. "You had your fun, you had your orgasm, and now. "Hi," he said meekly. "I'm sorry for leaving so early ... I, uh, didn't think they would take so long at the bank." That's okay," Marissa replied, more curtly than she should have.Alan sat down at the table. He placed the thick envelopes on the table. Both of them knew what those envelopes represented.Neither wanted to be the first one to talk.Finally, Alan cleared his throat. "I ... um ... had a great time this week, Marissa." I did, too," she said with a sigh. She needed a sign from him.. Thewoman stopped beside the driver’s door and smiled at Linda. This mustbe Mistress Helen thought Linda. She was more striking than Linda had everimagined. She crouched down, reached inside Linda’s blouse and pulledon the chain joining the nipple clamps. This brought out a gasp from Lindaand drew a tear or two. Miss Helen smiled as she continued to pull on the chain.She stopped, took out a bottle of water from the bag she carried and held upthe plastic straw to Linda's lips. One word was all.