“Betsy is back playing cheerleader bimbo, and Rory is unhappy that she no longer has someone to talk to,” Blaine said.“Can’t they talk to each...other?” Morrison asked.“If Betsy puts forth the effort they can, but right now she’s pretending that the only things interesting her are lingerie, sex and me. Rory still isn’t confident in her looks and shy about talking about sex, so I guess the conversations have lots of silence involved,” Blaine said.“I thought I said that your concubines could call. “One more request”, she asked, as if it was anything other than an order, “I’d appreciate it if you could refrain from masturbation or sex for the next 24 hours, I don’t want an orgasm clouding your judgment”. “Yes, Aurelia, of course”, I managed to respond.Overnight and through the next day, I couldn’t get our conversation off my mind. Aurelia, while twelve years my junior, was ahead of me in every way. Intelligent, talented, confident; the thought of her being my keyholder was both. . no. But I'm sure it's okay. Rob'll be there, too." I'll phone your mum when we wake up. It's past 2300 now, and it will be tomorrow before we get to bed." I've got presents," said Rachel."That can wait till tomorrow, too." Yes, Mum."When we got to my home, I started to get out."It's wonderful to see you again, Rachel." You look quite smart in your suit." Thank you. Thank you both, too, for letting me come along." No problem at all, Patrick," said Chaz.I waved until their lights disappeared. During those times he more my Master than my host and it is in that light that I see him now so I offer no resistance as he takes my hand and I am led like a lamb to slaughter. He sits in The Chair and brings me down into an all too familiar position. I lie there in a daze as he raises my dress and slip. He grasps my waist and I instinctively take hold of the chair legs. As I wait for the first stroke I hear him say, "When I am using my hand I prefer leaving her underwear on. The.