Margaret sat at the table and looked at a sketch Ben had made of the garden bed to plan a planting layout. They discussed the vegetables that were lik...ly to do well in the local climate. They worked out which vegetables would grow well together and so on. As they did Margaret slowly moved closer to Ben, she even placed her hand on his leg a couple of times. Neither one said anything when she had. Ben had noticed that Margaret’s top button was undone. Ben was trying not to look down her top. But. Naked apart from the hood, her skin was smooth and white; she hadthe body of a teenager. It was then he realised- he wasnever going to let her go. The plan to take her became a reality as of thatmoment. Well she?d always said she wanted to be a full time slave- a 24/7 sub. Chapter 3 He was just giving her what she wanted. The feelings he hadfor her were far more powerful than any law or moral code. Any sense of honour or respect for women just didn?t seem important anymore. Only one thing. But this time she'd been ready. This time she'd followed him all the way to a nightclub in Denver. Later, she'd approach the owner, one Fernando Espa. She'd confronted him about what business her MMA fighter boyfriend, Kol, had with the likes of him. And what he'd told her had made her jaw drop like a stone.'You are surprised, yes, beautiful girl?' Fernando had chortled. 'Your man owes me a great deal of money, and like any good fighter, he will pay it back in the ring. He will conveniently. 'You don't love meanymore', 'I'm the only one who cares about us'. Geez, you'd think thathe's the one with the pussy between his legs. Why couldn't I just holdout for the right man instead of marrying the first guy with a paycheck?"Is this true?" our stiff, dorky counselor asks presumably to both ofus... maybe me, who knows or cares? Crap, they're both looking at meexpectantly. Sigh."Sure, whatever you say," I spit out. Henry stares back down to his feetlike he always does on the verge of.