I guessed you would want me, and I knew if you ordered me into your bed I wouldn’t be able to refuse, or want to. Want to refuse, I mean.”“And?�...�� he asked.“And if you want me, I am yours, Master, for anything you want.”And so the mystery of how to get everything sexual he wanted had been solved and the sign he had thought he saw on his first visit to Greenacres Estate was fulfilled. But, he thought, I know I shall tire of her, probably quite quickly, and what then? And it was with that thought. I've always taken care of myself. And I always looked a lot younger than my age. I still do. But when I'd socialize with people, I'd take shit for hanging out with younger friends. I'd get judged, criticized, and I cannot tell you how many times I've told people I don't have a fuck to give. And they can kiss my ass if they don't like it.But when it came to one of my best friends Amanda? Goddamn, she was cute, young, friendly, and I met her when I started college in my late thirties. Mind you,. Laura placed her hand on my arm and said, “It’s alright, let’s just get back to work.” My cold accountant brain went back to work. From my audit, I knew, that as the school district’s comptroller Laura was making 70 grand , plus she received her late husband’s firefighter’s pension, even with a kid at Berkeley, Laura was doing alright. We made a date for a working brown bag lunch on Friday to go over the audit. During our lunch date I asked her on a real date. That date went well and I asked. ”“OK. I’ll call Mindy as soon as we hang up. See you Sunday after church!”We said ‘goodbye’ and I hung up. There really wasn’t anything I could do to help Maggie, nor could I even talk with her. All I could do was wait and see what happened.August 14, 1983, McKinley, OhioWith the Summer session over, Angie had gone home on Saturday morning, and I had packed up my things that afternoon. I couldn’t move into my new room until the 20th, and had to be out of my current room by Monday at noon. I.