"He laughed again and said, "I already have one. I got three lap tops that day at the mall. I just have the other hidden so I can use it."I laughed an... took Ellen and Nancy upstairs to see what we had to wear to court and the dinner Uncle Dar had promised us.We went into my old bedroom first, and I looked to see what was still in the closet. When the others had moved my stuff down stairs, they hadn't take my dress clothes down. All my fancy stuff was still up here.I opened the closet and saw. I had been operating my business by the skin of my teeth. We were always close with money. Times were hard and I was barely surviving, so it didn't take long, with no savings and no income for her to fall behind with the bills. Every extra dime I could scrape together went for tools, materials, things I needed for the job I was on. I was building my business, but it was far from built.I thought we were in it together and would make it because we were dedicated not to live paycheck to paycheck. She had interduced bondage role playing to her boyfriend and they both enjoyed it. She thought she more than him. She thought that had he been what was for her a real man then he would have been more harsh when he spnaked her. He would have taken controll and made her obey him. He didn't seem to get, that that was what she wanted. She wanted to restrained and then used for his pleasure. She wanted to feel helpless as he entered her, sometimes Miranda just wanted to be fucked for sake of been. The dominant diva was about to kill two birds with one stone.A spark of hope entered Bethany’s eyes. “So, you guys are open?”“Not open. He’s my collared slave and I intend to keep it that way, but I have considered lending him to select women...”Bethany was completely ignoring her lunch at this point. Her wide open eyes might as well have been saucers. “Really? That would be awesome if...”Brianna’s eyebrows raised and she cocked her head.“Alright, what do you want?”“You know what I want. Don’t.