"You are to be left here a while." Mistress J now stated. "I am tofreshen up and change, I have to eat and meet some friends ? maybe Iwill compare my ...slave's actions with her, yes she is my female friend,another Domme. Maybe She will want you to help Her out?" In the meantime, I must make you as un-comfortable as possible, untilI return; I do not want you to feel too comfortable while I am away."She dragged me to my feet and led me to, I guess a chair, which I wasthrown into. Both my hands were. They were at it from early in the morning until mid afternoon. It was a productive day, but they were filthy when they were done.Scott borrowed a couple of trash bags to line the seats of the truck before he dropped Ed back at his house.At the apartment Scott climbed tiredly from the truck, and stood in the driveway trying to knock some of the dust from his clothes before he went upstairs. Jobe ran over and sniffed him closely. The dog sneezed which made Scott laugh."Is that your dog?" called a. His friends, though,knew him for the sweetheart he really was."What kind of goodies have we got today?" He scrutinized the displaycase. " Orange spice muffins. Where're the tarts? I heard a rumor someonewas baking my favorite. Don't tell me they're gone already?" Don't worry," Marcia said, "I saved you one." That's my girl. Well go fetch it, for crissakes. I'm starved. Andparched. Where's that coffee you promised anyway?" Coming right up sir!" Marcia saluted and ducked back into the. It was probably the worst time in the world to grow a conscience, but there it was, eating at me. James was a nice guy. A nice, gorgeous, lonely guy, and I felt like I was taking advantage of him.I grabbed his hands and pushed him back so I could stand up straight, my back against the wall. I hated that look of confusion and concern he gave me when I stopped him, like he knew that I was about to reject him."I'm sorry, we have to stop," I insisted."Why?" That was a fair question."James, you're a.