He was on his way. He would be here soon. She had watched restlessly fromher window, scanning every passing car in hope it would be his.They had chatt...d several times online and on the telephone. He had takenher to new levels of self discovery with his casual, boyish charm andutterly masculine dominance.She had sat in front of her computer screen, fluttering and blushing intothe knowing eye of the web cam, as he peeled away layers of her psyche ashe would her clothing.His voice had been smooth,. . your going to be shaven daily till release! You know we like to push your limits a bit. Besides, quite a lot of girls go shaven now and you look absolutely terrific just as you are."Her compliments are no consolation. I'm actually a bit shocked at this news and it must show in my face. Celia puts her arm round me and guides me to the couch. "Can I just check something? You gave permission for piercings subject to agreement at the time. Is that right?"Suddenly I'm feeling a little. When the boy came over to clean the table next to ours, I called him over. "Your father isn't very good to you, is he, son?" I asked."He's not my father, sir. I'm indentured and I don't have anything to complain about. He's not that bad." You don't mind being yelled at or hit with a stick?" He's a lot better than my last owner was, sir." Hey! What are you doing over there?" the landlord yelled."I asked him to talk to me for a minute," I said. "Please mind your own business."The landlord. I was hoping to con you into buying coffee later," he grinned down at her."Okay," she gave up. If he was so determined to wait, she'd let him. "Just remember, I warned you." She turned on one classy heel and started towards the crowd of reporters.He watched her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips under the short skirt, the long firm line of her thighs as her stride changed, becoming less the siren and more the hard nosed detective.She pushed her way through reporters, barely hearing them.