The girl shuddered with excitement, her breath coming in excited pants."Yes," she whispered, "you…you…you hang us…by our breasts." Very good," h...e told her, "and do you know what that does?"She shook her head slowly and he dropped her breasts, came back around to face her. "Let me show you…"And he led her into the room, the one where they all suffered, where his beautiful ladies with their firm breasts became freaks of nature, their tits stretched out down to their waists, sagging, stringy. And, you know, we aren't finished yet. Remember, I am your slut all day!" We got back to the hotel and thought it would be fun to go up to the rooftop pool and get some sun. It was about 3:30 and we knew that we could still catch some summer rays and hoped that we would have the pool to ourselves. We changed and took the elevator to the top floor. When we got to the pool we were thrilled to see that there was no one else there … except for the lifeguard. I hadn't planned on a lifeguard being. Because to put it in a simple way, we’ll make love, not fuck. No matter what it is we do. Or don’t do, for that matter. The one thing I do care about is you being and staying sober. I need you, Cindi. Both at NIKA and in my life.”“We don’t talk the way we used to,” she sighed. “And that sucks.”“We’re working on it,” I replied. “We had that talk in Atlanta, and we’re having one now.”“Chris fucked up my life in more ways than I can count, and I retreated into a bottle instead of dealing with. Still, she made it in the back door with 30 seconds to spare this despite the ritual of fishing her key out from under her skirt where it hangs on the end of her slave chain. By fortunate chance, her skirt today was short enough that she could hoist the hem to her waist in order to reach the end of the slave chain where it dangles from her belly bangle. She still had to bend uncomfortably to get the key into the lock, as the portion of chain hanging from the bangle was only six inches long. In.