There was a break in the persistent rain, so I walked down to the letter box to see what had arrived. There was a letter for me; in Cathy’s writing,...postmarked from Wednesday. I would have expected it to have arrived on Friday, if she had mailed it in the Wednesday.I opened the letter, and read what she had written:Will, I’m hoping this will arrive before the weekend, so you can make alternative arrangements for the university vacation. I won’t be coming up to Sydney for the next few weeks,. You should already know this slave. I was so surprised by the slap and his demanding tone that I just said Sorry Master really quietly. He gently grabbed my arm, eliciting a gasp from me, and took me inside the house. He turned to me and told me to lift my hair, so I did so hesitantly. I was a bit nervous when he put His hands around my neck, but then He put a little black collar with a metal clip in the front on. You are now My pet more than ever before. You better get used to it and learn. .." Well if you drank too much you'd miss out on that, too. So you see what a good idea I had?" Anne told him, smiling."I cannot deny the faultless logic of your argument." See? 'Berkeley is always right. I will listen to Berkeley!' " the taller blonde told him, with a smirk."That's the wrong SciFi show!" Stan told her in disgust, but he had to grin, as well.Later that evening Stan and Anne chained up their cycles outside the Mitre. Stan was still grumbling, but was keeping it quiet — besides,. Again, it is all my fault. Mea Maximá Culpa!I showed Petra once the only photo Alex once had sent me. Alex is a bewildering blonde beauty.I saw immediately in her eyes that I had lost at that very moment my Alex to my pervy Petra. I saw the desire in her eyes. The lust to possess pretty awesome Alex as soon as possible. Petra has her own strong opinions. For one she hates media. She finds out everything herself.Petra wanted to get her story out and so she seduced me - she is good at that -.