I wanted to..." Don found himself at a loss for words."Wanted to what?" she asked as she wiped her hands on a towel. She stepped toward him and stoppe... before they were touching."I, um, wanted to talk to you about that kiss." What about it?" It was, um..." Amazing," Hailey answered before he could."I think incredible might be better. But it was also unexpected."Hailey turned away and put her hands on the counter. "Unwanted?" No, no, Hailey, not unwanted." He said, settling his hands on her. I might not want them later and then what do you do? If I got electrolysis and then decided that I wanted a crotch rug, I’d be shit out of luck.The sixth slave was a typical proper old-school-English looking young miss. She was rail thin with mousey brown hair and almost no tits. Her Master came up onto the platform with her and before they began strapping her to the Wheel he said, “One last time, are you willing to submit to this punishment? Once the Wheel starts to turn, there is no safe. When I finally managed to get a breath I used it to scream. There was a man and woman standing at the foot of the bed looking at us. Madison's scream wasn't nearly as loud as mine, I noticed. Our arms wrapped around each other, and we scooted ourselves as far up toward the head of the bed as we could. The man turned toward the woman and took her in his arms. She tilted her head back, and their lips met. The kiss seemed to last forever. Neither of them made a sound as they slowly removed each. The day was nothing out of the ordinary. I saw Tim a couple of times inthe hallway and Pam managed to be nearby wherever I found myself. Wetraded smiles and a few words twice. I had a rough idea of what I wantedto tell her later. I rehearsed the speech throughout the day. I hope Icould keep it all straight when it was time to face her.The afternoon bell rang and, as usual, I met Tim by the front door. "Hey,"I said, "can you give me about fifteen minutes alone?" Sure," he replied. "What's up?"I.