" No, the dress you're wearing, its accessories, the black wig andyour five inch heels are fine. OK?" Yes Bart, fine." Suzette! Yes master!!!" Sorry, ...yes master!" Go to bed, Suzette, in the guest room and set your alarm for fivein order to take your enema and get ready to leave. But first saygoodnight to Bart." Goodnight... master." She's learning, Bart."I went to bed, dreading Monday morning. Sleep was delayed --difficult because I had to listen to a prolonged screaming, howlingand groaning. It'llhelp our case against Jake Taylor, and in return I think Judge Larsonand I could agree to a lesser charge against you and a suspendedsentence."I cried for another minute before her words finally sunk in. I didn'tunderstand everything she said, but what I did understand was that I hada chance to get out of trouble. I wiped the tears from my cheeks andlooked at her, and then at the judge. "Yes, sir, I was whoring." Isniffled and felt another tear drip down my face."Did anyone make you do. Placing both hands on my tits, he gave each one a little squeeze. Then he took each nipple between his fingers and twisted ever so slightly. I cried out then as he seemed to know just what to do to make me completely crazy for him.He gave me his tongue again, and this time, I sucked on it just a little at first, and when I felt his excitement grow with my touch, I sucked a little harder.He pulled away for a breath and said, "Damn, you have found the thing I love the most."I replied, "So have. Things were tense and silent the next morning. All signs of affection stopped and she left for work without waiting for a kiss. I felt she was getting all the emotional goodies from me, embraces and cuddles, and I was not getting any relief from my sexual frustration. We began living parallel lives. There was little conversation, most of our interchanges were about practical matters. There was a lot of silence.I did make some attempts to talk about the news on the TV. Her replies were.