I checked first thing in the morning, and everything was still lined up.The next day, I had to go out of town for a week and put the tree out of my mi...d. After all, it was just a tree. When I returned, I was pretty busy. A book I was writing had been returned from my editor for some suggested changes and additions. Several articles I was working on were due, and there was also a poetry contest I was interested in entering. I was putting in long days to get everything done by the deadline dates. Suck your Goddess before I head out to meet a new, prospective lover. .I raised my head, hungrily, eagerly, licking out again with my tongue, feeling for Mistress D. sweet cock that I so desperately needed to taste, to have in my mouth, to make hard as she commanded.I felt Mistress D, push down into my wide open, ravenously hungry, mouth."That's it, you love that don't you, slave? I know you love being restrained down here in my dungeon while I am upstairs going about my business, ignoring you. I was more interested in books and sports than food.Still not too sure of herself, Roberta Hundley asked, "Would it be alright if we left these surroundings?" She looked at the whorehouse-modern décor distastefully."Okay," I came to a decision. "I'll tell Tiffany that I quit and get my pants back on." She nodded.I hurried out to the lobby and said, "Tiff, you will not be bothered again. I promise. But if anyone does come around to give you any more static, send Michael to the Hundley mansion. " I'm in agreement with you," Judge Herns said. "I sensed a great deal of relief and happiness as he was leaving my office. His words were angry, but not his emotions. And there was something else I picked up - guilt. Any idea what that could be?"No, none," the doctor shook her head. "I tried to get him to open up to me, but he refused. Then he got very defensive at the thought of leaving here. Maybe...maybe the accident scared him, and he feels safe here."Judge Herns shook her head. "No,.