He left.His partner returned to the doorway, looking sad that there was no one to shoot. I was very glad he was on my side.Pretty soon the door flew o...en and a white coated man strode in, followed by what had to be described as his entourage. Everybody carried a clipboard, an iPad and a variety of medical paraphernalia. The doctor took in my appearance, checked the monitors, and used a light to check out my eyes.Satisfied that both eyes were still in their sockets, where I'd left them, the. "In New Orleans. He was just finishing his M.B.A. and I was a senior in undergraduate school. We dated for seven months and about the time his career took off, he asked me to marry him." And you lived happily ever after," finished Shanti."Not quite. Within a couple of years he was a vice president, but so busy we hardly ever saw each other. I became despondent, lonely. It's no secret. I had affairs, became an alcoholic. Almost in desperation we had Laura and Jody. Maybe for the wrong reasons,. Make your own choices now, you won't be coming back later. If you feel you could leave the bra behind, I suggest you do so. Whether you did or did not purchase the bra it's time to go to the toilet again. This time take your panties off and cut them in tiny little pieces with your scissors. Then calmly head to the third shop. You'll be buying a top now, one you can afford of course. Once again let a saleswoman fetch the tops for you. Tell her the boyfriend story again and that you're looking. Now follow me slut. We have a long night ahead of us.”Naomi followed obediently, her hips swaying as much as her naked breasts, as they walked to the front door. When they entered the foyer, Megan turned.“Kneel and crawl behind me. Sluts crawl, submissives have to earn walking.”Naomi knelt as she was told and slowly crawled behind her friend. Megan led her into the great room of the house. She had her kneel upright and showed her the presentation position. Megan showed her to place her arms.