.. and touched each others' boobs and ... and kissed each others' boobs." Megan! She's your brother's girlfriend!" I know, Mom. So what?" Well, Meg ...... regardless of gender, you shouldn't be doing that with your brother's girlfriend. Does Jason know that you and Zoe have fooled around?" No, I don't think so. You're right, Mom. It just didn't seem like a big deal." Well, I understand how those things can happen, believe me," I said.I paused to think again."What is it, Mom?" Oh, I don't know. I. De broek is donkerroze. Hetis wel een spijkerbroek. Dat wel. De broek is versierd met donkerrozeglimmende knopen en ritsen. De broek zit als een tweede vel om mijnlichaam. Ik kan mij nauwelijks bukken. Eric maakt beneden aan mijnenkels de ritsen dicht. Ik kan er niet bij. Ook de schoenen zijndonkerroze. Gelukkig zitten er geen hoge hakken onder, maar met degespen er op zien ze er behoorlijk vrouwelijk uit.Ongelukkig bekijk ik mijzelf in de spiegel. Dit is toch ongelooflijk.Eric geeft mij een. I'll wear your collar and ... and be your slave."A small smile crossed his face. "Very good." He opened the door he was about to exit, and pulled out two items, the collar and a briefcase.He squatted down beside her, and pushed the collar through the bars. "Buckle this around your neck, however tight or loose you want."She secured the collar as loose as possible.The gold tag on the collar was blank on both sides.He moved down to the cage's gate. "The collar is a symbol of your enslavement. You. When I turned to face the Wizers again I was toppled over by the weight of a sword and a large wooden shield."Prepare yourself for battle, Amram Lothansdaughtir..." Joanja almost spat out the last syllables of my name. "From now on you will not turn away from our gaze when we have your attention and you will every time refer to us as Wizer Joanja, or Wizer Goovar. Is that clear?!"Goovar helped me up from the ground. "I understand... Wizer Joanja."Joanja turned around, leaving Goovar and me.