.. I was a bit stuck.In fact, I'd just resolved to risk the Napier – the pub on the corner, where I knew some of the bar staff, could rely on a cert...in degree of shielding from predatory males – when my mobile rang. I was distracted enough to answer the thing without checking who was calling – I think I assumed it would be Dave – and it took me a moment or two to recognise the voice: Gareth, our new lawyer, apparently just escaped from an impromptu leaving do from his now former employers. My. Guy: Wow! Really? What do you do while watching?Me: Nothing, simply enjoying the scenes.Guy: Don’t you masturbate?Me: No, I don’t. I don’t feel like doing that.This was a lie, a big lie. At night, usually, I don’t wear anything below my waist. And only after I masturbate properly watching some porn would I get a good night’s sleep.Guy: Oh, why so? Don’t you feel like exploring your body?Me: I do want to, but I don’t dare to do that.Guy: Come on, baby. What are you afraid of?Me: Mmmm, I don’t. ‘But what you’re wearing now is fine too,’ he added.Molly’s friendly smile widened, one eyebrow going up ever so slightly. ‘John--are you ... flirting ... with me?’‘You need the practise,’ he joked, and she laughed. Oh, she did have a lovely laugh.‘You could be my grandfather,’ she said, although without any judgement in her voice. It was a simple statement of fact.‘Yes,’ he agreed. ‘But that doesn’t mean I’m unavailable.’ He gave a slow wink, which made her titter.‘How risqué!’ Molly pretended. I am dependent on a Woman for everything. I am Her inferior slave. Without Her, I am nothing. Without Her, my whole life is useless. I worship Her, I adore Her, I glorify Her, I please Her, I obey Her, I serve Her, I pray to Her for my well-being. I am lost without Her. It is my duty to worship Her in all respects. She is the owner of my whole body, my whole mind and my whole soul. I have to obey Her every wish and command. I live to please Her. I love to obey Her in all respects. She has the.