I only want you to be sure that what you are doing is really the right thing, not just for now, but for later, also." Thank you, Master," she whispere... in a little girl voice as she sobbed, her breathing ragged. Then swallowing her sobs as best she could, she asked, "Master, will you at least hold me tonight, so I can feel you close to me?" Yes, my sweet Little One. I will hold you close to me all night. I would not want you to be lonesome or afraid. I only hope that holding you is all that I. All I could think about was how much I wanted him. So as soon as he left, and I knew I was alone, I went at my usual task while Jay was gone… I’d raid his closet. The reason for this is that I would always hide something he needs so he will call me to help him find it. The majority of the time he spends in the house is with me. So upon my search for the most recent favorite shirt of his, I stumbled upon a videocassette labeled ‘best’. It was hidden in a duffel bag he usually takes to the club.. Who knew?Kyle and I sat on the floor, putting our backs against the couch in his giant living room, talking about normal teenage stuff.“Any girl?” I asked him.“Yep. If you could have any girl who would it be?”I hesitated for a moment going over a list of my crushes in my mind. “Jennifer Tomaston.”“Okay, okay, now what if you could have any guy?” Kyle asked with a raised eyebrow. We both broke into laughter. I checked the clock. It was 2:30. I had told my mom that I was spending the. ‘Rick’s phone message said that…’ I almost broke down and had to start again. ‘It said that one of his guys ran over Rick’s toe with a lawnmower. Now we can’t see him. Something’s not right.’ Jake nodded. ‘Rick…’ I said, and my throat tightened even more. The waiting room traveled around me, spinning . ‘Rick Strickland,’ I said. My voice came out all scratchy. ‘It’s just…’ my throat closed even more. I put my head between my knees. I needed shoes. Lots and lots of shoes. Who was I kidding? I.