Yeah, I knew what we saved, not the cost. She owed me big time.Fifty would fill the car, twenty, a necessary top up. I lifted the fat purse from the b...ag, possibly full of clod I could use for car-parking meters. What do girls keep in purses, anyway?I was on virgin territory here.Yup, change aplenty, plus a key ring with two keys, Yale and Chubb. Like the standard keys for Squaddie accommodation. I’d seen the type; prior to my current job, I did building maintenance in those flats. Why would she. Did I lookthat out of sorts? Was I blushing? Or was he concerned about me insome other way?"No," I said. "I must look a mess. Please forgive me. I was notexpecting visitors. Let me get myself together. You are staying forlunch?" The weather was so nice, and with my air conditioner out of order Ihad hoped to stay the weekend," he said. "If that's not too much of aninconvenience?" He turned the question to his father."Of course," said Hyrick, with perhaps a trace of reluctance. "TheCity. I loved it when he used me for his pleasure in the many positions he chose. I was his sex slave, here for his pleasure. He was my first love; he was my only love. He taught me the art of BDSM. As far back as I can remember I always wanted to serve and obey even before I knew what it meant to be a submissive.I loved the feel of his whip on my ass. He did it out of love. I was never really a bad slave. I always tried to obey his every command, but sometimes I just needed the feel of his whip on. I had briefed Gemma to surreptitiously spread all sorts of gossip about her sister in these few days. Within a matter of hours stories were flying round the school like wild-fire, you can imagine the sort of thing – “I heard she likes it rough!” … “She’ll fuck ANYBODY her!” … “She smokes a couple of joints – then takes ALL the guys on at once - 5 or 6 at a time - I've heard!”The result of this surfeit of information was, of course, that none of Ellies’ friends would have anything to do with her.