My next promotion will be in about six months and I will move to brown. Perhaps a year later, I will be a black belt if I continue. But novices are wh...te belts. You learn a series of movements designed not only to improve balance and teach technique but to introduce you to the form you'll use throughout the ranks. The club here uses slightly different ranks than what I was used to. You go from white, to yellow, to blue, to green, to camo, to red, then brown, then black."After you move past the. Just as I will always address you as slut. Unless you are deserving of worse names?" The questioning manner of that last kept me from speaking out again. I finished buckling the collar in place.I stood, quietly and waited. I didn't have long to wait before you gave me my first order of the day. "Kneel, slut. This man wants a blow job." I looked up at you, shocked.The man stood there, listening and watching intently. "She doesn't seem very well trained to me." That statement angered you. I could. After most of the men present saw him placing bets with any and all who would cover, even the shyest of the bettors were coming around to take some of the Marshals money. If they could.There was a sign over the betting tables, stating that all bets were subject to a two percent cut for the race track, to pay the purses for each race and upkeep of the grounds. There were two bookmakers registered at the track and each had tables set up with a man keeping up with the bets and the odds.Cheyenne. “Thought so,” he said. The place was instantly occupied by forty or so warehousemen.“David ... you are an idiot,” I said.“Grace ... butt out. It’s the honorable thing to do,” he said.“I guess,” I said.Faxon was grinning like an loon when he reached for me.I have been operating under the opinion that most bad guys are in it for the money. Faxon was in it for the sex ... and prestige.I also based my idea that if the paymaster is gone ... the bad guys in it for the money fade into the background.