Iscooched myself onto the couch and fell into a fetal position on my side,staring back at the fireplace now, the pretty, dancing flames sodangerous an... warm...I was scared of a feeling - a real love entering me. A love for him andfor my place in our relationship, as his owned masochistic slut. It wassuch a beautiful feeling, to be accepted for all my faults andperversions and needs, and to be able to give him just what he needs fromme, what he wants and has been seeking, finding it in. ” “Wouldn’t that make us like lesbians?” Jessica asked. “Not in the same room!” Heather said. “Well than how will we know if the other did it?” “Well…” “See and I don’t know bout you but I’m not going to believe for one second that you actually did it.” Jessica stated. “And if we have to do it in the same room at the same time that makes us lesbians and I aint gonna do it!” Jessica added very sternly “I think you’re just a wimp.” Heather teased. “Fine then if you think so I’ll do it.” “Ok than. It's a VIP pass. You can findJenny and talk with her." She grinned. "And if you ask hertechnical questions like you tried to ask me, she'll be only toohappy to talk." Uh," I stammered, "is this like a regular pass? Or what?"Grandmother chuckled. "No, it's not a trick or anything. Same as aone-day pass." She got a wry grin. "If I objected to you seeingAnya, I'd find something a little more creative to take care ofthings."Despite the veiled threat, I couldn't help smiling. Grandmother wasa. He asked where my parents are. I told they are out and will return late. I saw his face brightened. He asked how old I was and replied 16(at that time) I asked him are you married he said no? He boldly asked him do you have any girlfriend, he replied he had one. I asked what you mean by had. He said they broke up. He asked the same to me, I said I have no boyfriend. He told me to say the truth. He said you must be having a boyfriend you are so beautiful and how can be without a bf. I laughed.