“Thank you very much,” said Cassandra as she took the slip of paper from the doctor.

“Let’s see if we can get that collar off of you,” said Cassandra as she examined the leather band around Nadia’s neck. “Standard fetish collar and lock. They probably buy this stuff wholesale.”

“That’s comforting,” replied Nadia sarcastically. “Can you get it off?”

“Sure thing, let me get my smaller knife.”

Cassandra and Zoey arrive at their front door after having gone out to dinner as a sort of celebration for becoming roommates and having finished moving Zoey’s stuff. As they approached the door Cassandra noticed a liquid buildup on the door lock and motioned for Zoey to stay quiet. She determined that the liquid was a lubricant, probably WD-40, that had been used to pick her lock.

Using his night vision binoculars, Tim sat behind a bush watching the police raid a house a couple of blocks away. In fact he was watching the very same house where he had planted a rather large cache of narcotics.

I managed to get home before my parents and get out of my girly clothes. Now I just had to figure out how I was going to get out of the house in those clothes on Saturday. Once I got my clothes put away, I called Allie.

“Mistress?”

“Hey Jessica, you sound happier.”

“I am Mistress. I just got a job at Disney World!” I squealed into the phone.

We left the mall and headed to a little Italian restaurant a few miles away. We were quickly seated in a quiet corner. We perused the menu for a few minutes before our waitress finally came up.

“Hi my name is Angelina and I'll be your waitress tonight.”

The Story of Me...Sort of

Chapter 2

“Revelations”

Sunday morning I woke up after having the weirdest dream that Allie and I were schoolgirls in Japan, only at home I was her slave. Why was I suddenly having romantic dreams about Allie?