“Hello slaves and other cattle” Rose crooned through the microphone.A cheer went up and the excitement level rose.“Tonight, for your masters ple...sure, we shall auction of your boyfriend, your girlfriend, husband or wife.”“All proceeds go this year to the c***dren’s hospitals in the greater Los Angeles region.”“So bid high and let’s give the c***dren of our fair city a better future.”“And remember, the person who brings in the most can make a special request from us …”Mistress Rose stepped back. Over her time though her trust of her team out grew that need. She knew she had a top notch team. That they wouldn't miss anything. Now whether that was because they didn't want to deal with that or because they were just that good was up to them.The rolling case was packed and they were moving it over to the lift to get it out of there and finally go home. Sarah was getting ready to head out as well when she turned around to take her traditional leaving the cave picture. She always took a. I drank my OJ and sooner rather than later hadto urinate.Door. Turn. Lift. Check. Dry. Turn. Drop. Pulldown. Sit. Squat.Release. Wait. Release. Wait. Oh, come on! Release. Wait. Seriouslynow! Release. Wait. Done. Two sheets. Three plies. Front to back. Daub.Inspect. Drop. Stand. Pullup. Hitch. Smooth. Spread. Inspect. Flush.Put down. Wash. Dry. Mirror. Door.Fuck my life. Well, at least I wasn't yet having my period...I took a few minutes to organize my thoughts. Unlike most immature andreckless. "I... I won't hurt you." I realized I must look fearful, black pants and shirt, black leather gloves and runners, and a duffel bag under an arm. One of her dainty hands came up and wiped a cheek dry. "I'm sorry for everything... I will leave now..."I stepped back one pace then froze upon hearing her voice. "Don't go!" A voice filled with desperation and surprise. Yet surprisingly still no fear. I would have still turned tail and run if not for those two words. Why would she ask me to stay? Were.