I kissed him back, but when I tried to place my arms around him, there wasn’t anyone there. I looked around, and noticed his bed was empty. I looked... around the room, but he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Brent was standing in the doorway, with a saddened look on his face.“Eric…I’m sorry, but…Charlie…” was saying Brent before I cut him off.“No…it can’t be…it’s all my fault…if I hadn’t pushed him so much, he might still be alive” I cried as I grinded my teeth together.“It’s not your fault, he. Who are you?? ?Your slut, sir? she repeated louder. ?Yes you are, aren’t you? You can stand up again?.She stood up and waited a second to see if he was going to stop her from going upstairs again, when he did not, she grabbed her purse and went upstairs, while he checked his computer. As she waited a minute for him to come upstairs, she felt the collar on her neck, and various thoughts flooded her mind. She had never seen herself as someone who would obey so easily, and yet she was doing just. All the while she was topless too. This particular time we stayed there were 4 young guys in a unit on level 3 across from us. From their balcony they had a perfect view of us on our balcony. I noticed that they too would often come out onto their balcony for look at what was happening in the pool. One morning while drinking her coffee and reading a magazine I was massaging her legs and noticed one of the guys come out onto their balcony. Even though I wasn't facing them, I could see them in. "We won't do anything too fancy with your hair,just back-comb it a little bit. There we go, that's lovely. Now,shall we show her the end result?" Might as well," Aisling said, "She needs to know what stateshe's in."Sepulchre brought up a mirror from a cupboard in one wall. Intrue 'makeover' style, they kept it facing away from me. Sheleaned over as she pushed it in front of me and whispered in myear."Don't worry, you look gorgeous," she murmured.I wasn't sure whether to be pleased or annoyed..