Maria Ramirez had insulted his clothing, saying he looked like he wassight-seeing, and in truth that was all Sam had really done so far. Hewas an age...t on a mission to gather intelligence and so far there hadbeen nothing intelligent about any of it.Sam absently picked up a hairbrush from the bedside table and beganstroking the tangles out of his hair, before reapplying his ponytailwith a hair tie.His mind wandered the yacht, trying to think what he could use to hisadvantage. His memory. All too soon it was time for practice. I told her I would see her in the morning and walked to the arena.Practice was intense again, with Fred trying to get us to maintain what we had accomplished on Saturday night. I drove home exhausted after having some supper at the cafeteria. When I got home I finished off my algebra assignment and worked on my creative writing assignment. After that I pulled out my novella and wrote a couple of chapters while watching the Monday night football game. I. He told me to suck his toes. I started looking at him and remained silent. He said that I heard it right. I had to suck his toes. Unwillingly I took his feet in my hand and started sucking his toes. He started feeling horny and was really enjoying me sucking and kissing his feet. He took his cock out of his boxers and started jerking it. He really had a monstrous cock. After 15 minutes of sucking his feet, he told me to lay down on the floor on my back. I did the same. He took his boxer off and. "Melody........." I lowered my eyes as he said this. My Name. Melody. "Let the games begin," I thought with a small smile. "Mel look at me". His eyes were kind, and shone of love. "I want you to look me in the eye all day--- do you understand?" "Yes, Master," I said, slightly confused. Our first lesson together popped in my head. It had been pitch dark, close to midnight at the docks. "Do you know what a trigger word is?" "Yes" "Yours will be "Melody". .