"May I help you, Miss?" Yes, I am here to pick up the Kitten Collar I ordered. Name of Violetand Sarah." Of course Miss, one moment."Sarah smiled and...nodded, a she felt Violet turn around, looking at theitems on display."Miss Sarah, what are all these things used for?" Sarah, is that really you?"Sarah stopped, and looked. "Erika, it is you. I didn't think I wouldfind you here. How have you been?" Well enough, but we've missed you dancing for us. I am sorry to hearabout your momma. But it. It was hard not to be with my family but I like it in Swiss and soon forgot about everyone except Olivia, who I often visit secretly. We never tried anything during the secret visits, but just talked and told each other how much we missed each other. She would introduce me to her friends and take me to nice places to eat. “Oh Shit!” I cursed and broke out of my day-dream and ran to the bathroom to get ready for her. I quickly took a shower sprayed some cologne and ran to my Mercedes and drove. His dick was standing straight and true solid as a rock, Bruce was over in the chair looking on as his cousin moved between my legs. I looked at Bruce and he nodded at me and at his cousin as his cousin pulled the oversized shorts off of me.I tried to scrump away his cousin slapped me across the face and ordered me to ' ... be your ass still or I'm gonna beat the shit out of you and fuck you any way ... ' I froze as he spit in his hand and rubbed it on his now rigid cock, lifting my legs in. My office had a sleep learner, a desk, and some seating—along with a food station. I drew a liter of water and programmed a standard fast-food soft-serve banana split: three "scoops" of vanilla ice cream, a banana split lengthwise, chocolate syrup, pineapple sauce with chunks of pineapple, strawberry topping, imitation whipped cream, crushed peanuts, and a candied cherry. Standard plastic food—but I was grounding myself, not pretending to be a food critic. By contemporary standards, my banana.