I lay there for a little bit and then I get up and head towards the elevator to head up to find my master, but I find a note that reads, “Slut, you ...re not allowed to leave the dungeon unaccompanied or while I am away. I want you to get acquainted with your new home. I will be back later and will have another surprise for you. Feel free to play with any of the toys that you can find and stretch that ass for me, and remember, I’m always watching you.” I bit my lip and realized that Mr. Ducati. She felt so relaxed--more so than she had in weeks. She wondered if there was more tequila in this thing than she thought. Oh well--she had tomorrow off. Might as well enjoy the evening. She took another sip and stretched languorously, wiggling her toes. She had cute toes, she observed. She wrapped a strand of her shoulder-length blonde hair around the index finger of her free hand.Momentarily, Stephanie reemerged with Conner. They were loaded down with a large quilt, a bunch of snacks, a boom. When you made your deposit you were, for all intent and purpose, giving us the money for us to invest. In other words ... it’s our money.”“Your last word?”“My last word.”“Hmm.”“Good day,” he said. That wasn’t the Good day of confirmation. It was the Good Day of get the fuck out of my office.I shrugged, got to my feet and peacefully left.As the door to his office swung closed, I heard the manager mutter, “Fucking wetbacks.”“Come on, el Patrón. I have an idea.”“I do, too.” He chuckled. It wasn’t. I had about $12,000 saved up by now, so I decided to apply for University for Business and Finance…I was approved for University last minute and I started in september. I was so pumped up for this, I was now 20, I spent everything I saved up from working for my first year of University…In September, the start of university…I was nervous, the university was within driving distance from where I lived, so I drove my shitty used car every day to school and studied my ass off… Money was a top.