"Jeanette Thatcher had remained quiet through out the whole discussion.Once in a while she made a noise or smirked at something said. Largelyshe remai...ned impassive. The fact that her body craved a drink made herapprehensive.Jeanette considered herself intelligent, responsible and broad-minded.Losing her children had, she acknowledged, unhinged her a little.Sitting with these people as they described the events in their livesand the calm manner in which the agents recorded the information. But what really surprised me was when she said, “And if you agree to give a party where I can demonstrate my products, I will give you 15% off anything you buy now, plus a choice of one-hundred dollars worth of products after the party.”I had never been spanked by anyone other than my wife until now, and now she was asking my wife about a party where I would be spanked by five of my wife’s friends and Sue. I was shocked to hear my wife say, “That sounds like a great idea. Let’s schedule a. " 'She is neither a Master or a slave,' answered my mom. 'The rest of the world would call her normal, and that means that the rest of the world thinks that Masters and slaves are not normal. We are what we are. No one is better or worse for what they are as long as they know who and what they are and their place and responsibilities in the world.'" She put her hands on my shoulders and held me in front of her. 'You are a natural, full masochist - even more so that I am. That is more than. She would spray a mist of perfume into the air and walk through it. And then she would kneel in front of her dresser, open the bottom drawer and reach under the sweat-clothes and winter socks to retrieve her treasure.Don had found it on eBay and given it to her on her birthday: a heavy, wide, gold-plated collar, delicately engraved with the name Precious One. Anita often wondered whether it had belonged to a large, slobbery and beloved dog…or another slave. But no matter, it was beautiful.