Michael helped him carry everything into the house."Is there a place where we can set this stuff down?" he asked."The basement," Michael replied. "Fol...ow me."While downstairs, Dr. Carson seemed genuinely impressed at Julie's and Michael's setup.The two finished getting the rest of the things out of the truck and both retreated downstairs."Can I examine you?" he asked."What type of examination," Michael said nervously."Just an overall checkup. I'm assuming you haven't had one since you left my. Several times, playing with myself on the toilet, stroking off, that image came to mind and pushed me right over the edge. I'd think to myself, "Jean, I'm coming for you."So we'd progressed to that point in our honesty where we admitted our masturbation and our kinks, but we appeared to remain hesitant and a little fearful of actually "doin' the deed." Oh, I knew I really wanted to be sexual with Jean... to touch her, to play with her, but I was afraid she would think it was "really sick." We. .." His voice shook with a deep tremble, his eyes only now glancing towards the man on his way to abandon him, "...You've never been scared, then?" At that, Ox's movement halted, his mask turning back only slightly as a sign of vague acknowledgement rather than full attention; a heavy voice had lowered its intensity, now carrying a sense of pity, "Who here you think isn't scared?" At these words the frail man perked up ever so slightly, rose to his feet, and began to make his way closer to Ox,. Anne regrets now her lighthearted foolishness and underestimating the real qualities of Poet Peter.Anne is amazed how he easily talks in verses to her! Anne wonders what she now thinks of her Master?Anne as His hostage. She hated Him for that! She is extremely horny in His studio. How very confusing!Anne feels like He sometimes looks right through her, as if He can see her soul or read her hot mind.Anne acknowledges to herself she feels grateful for all hot sex so far, even taken against her.