His cohorts were both ugly men in their own right, McShea being the larger with heavy, powerful shoulders, a large, ruddy face, thick lips, a bulbous ...nose and little mean eyes, while Poulette was wiry and small of stature, with a pointed, bird-like face, vicious bulging eyes and a gruesome manner of speaking through his yellowed, clenched teeth. Ginny Novak knew and feared all three; they were Larreau's enforcers. She had seen some of the horrible results of their work... girls who had violated. "Gee" I thought to myself, "Get her out of clothing that looks like she ordered it by mail and received a free prize,mind she looks nice." It was like she floated to the kitchenette, grabbed a couple of glasses and pulled down from the shelf a bottle of wine. She opened a drawer, pulled out a bottle opener and said, "Do the honors?" Fortunately, cruzing through the student union one day, Good Morning America had a guest that talked about wine etiquette. I watched, thinking one day this. Iknew I belonged to Master and he would mould me into his toy, but now Iknew that any semblance of my former self would be eradicated completelyand Jessica would exist only as Masters Toy for ever.The concern cleared quickly after all Justin was an arrogant, narcissisticperson. Who would want to be that man or even related to the person heonce was. No I was happy that Master would erase all existence of him frommy personality. I was here on this planet only to serve Master and noother. ‘Can we not?’ she asked, almost pleading. For a moment, Matt stared at her, before replying in a whisper, ‘Okay.’ Gently, he released her from his grasp, stepped back towards the door and closed it behind him, before returning to his own room. As he re-entered his room, Matt reached for his own pyjamas from his drawer and began to change. Neatly piling his jeans and sweater on the chair, his boxers into the basket in the corner of the room, his slid on his shorts and t-shirt before sitting down.