There was still a part of him that tried to protest this was far too overly familiar and cringed in anticipation of his Master’s wrath, but for the ...ost part he’d been able to overcome such feelings with this Master. This Master was different from any he’d ever known. Of course, his whole world had changed after his Master had taken him out of his old home, and it was all different from anything he’d ever known. There didn’t even seem to be slaves here, at least none that he could tell. . Carla will more than meet your needs. Carla takes realism to the nth degree.” She nodded, clicked her fingers and a girl of no more than 18 entered. She looked angelic in a white mini dress, knee length peasant cloth white thigh boots, encasing deeply tanned shapely legs. She looked coolly at Richard and indicated with a wave of her hand that he follow her. Wordlessly she led him into a spacious room with wall surrounds of erotic paintings and four red armchairs in the centre. He was a. Andrewwas outside to. I didn't know what to say so I just lit a cigarette andstood there. All of a sudden, Andrew walked up to me and said, "Brad is thatyou?" "Yes," I replied, trying to sound as casual as possible. "Do youremember me, we used to play together when we were little?" I lied and saidI did. He asked me for a light and I tried to light his cigarette with alittle flirtation but still careful in case he wasn't gay or wasn'tinterested. My family sometimes thinks guys are gay for. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she turned to the woman, "It's usually pretty tame, this time we've upped the stakes though." She turned back toward Chris. "This year the loser won't be sitting down for quite a while after the game." Chris blushed. He didn't believe she would really say anything, but the way she'd been acting recently, Chris didn't want to take that chance. "Yeah, all the chores that were put off from coming down here get to be done by the looser after the game,".