And in five- minutes she was due for their appointment. At least, the big, handsome man had sounded quite receptive, not at all upset that she'd calle... him; she could only hope and keep her fingers crossed. God knows, she needed the additional money bad enough, with all of her plans for Nadine... and she could hardly make ends meet now, as it was.She drove the ancient modeled Ford a little faster than she liked to with its smooth tires, speeding along Elmhurst Road toward the out skirts of the. But the same cannot be said for the buildings on the north and south sides, which a generally larger and more spread out. As I walk between the south side buildings I hear the sound of voices coming from nearby. I investigate the source of the sound and come across two women about my age. Although I can’t see their name necklaces from where I am, I readily identify them from their clothing as members of the Mistress and Slave castes respectively. The Mistress is trying to tie up her slave with. On arrival at this small rural railway station I was greeted by an old turbaned taxi driver and after 90 minutes of rough roads delivered me to an enormous walled building complex surrounded by neatly kept fields.The heavy doors opened and I realized I was entering a religious institution. After a cool drink I was led to the small office of the mother superior who was dressed in a long white habit and head covering and who seemed to be at least 50 years old. The interview went well and she was. No piercing, or branding, or cutting my hair, or whatever," I'm smiling now too. The excitement building up inside me. My foot is tapping rapidly with nervous energy and I feel the rush coming. "Do you have condoms?"He laughs lightly, "At the risk of sounding optimistic, yes ... I made a point of picking some up. And some other things too." He glances at me."Oh really? Mmmm ... Surprises? For me?" Yeah, you'll see. I went to the hardware store," he says.That makes me laugh. God, it feels good.