You’ve been really distracted the past week, and I think it’s getting worse.”I sighed, “You’re right, but I don’t know what to do about it..., really. I can’t make the problems my sister and my friend are having go away.”“No, you can’t, but if you don’t get your head clear, your grades are going to slip, and THEN where will you be?”“He’s right,” Jason said. “Having a B or two for me won’t mess up my chances for a good job in a research lab or getting into a Master’s program. For you? It could be. After a moments consideration, I slipped the pink vibrator into my pocket. I went downstairs and made some scrambled eggs for us. As I was putting the food on the table, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I looked up to see Jessica coming down. She was wearing a short pink dress with the matching collar. She wore small black shoes that matched the loose belt on her dress. "My, My. You look great! But you looked better with no clothes on." I winked at her. She smiled, lips pink and girlish, "You. For a moment she’s looking at my hair, thinking, but she doesn’t say anything.I’m not sure what she is doing or what I’m supposed to do, but eventually, she lets go, turns around, and takes out a thick collar from her bag to quickly attach it around my neck. It feels heavy and the texture is almost like leather. She takes a step back and smiles, she seems to enjoy the look. I grab the little tag attached to the collar; on it, there’s Mara’s name, what seems to be a small hole, probably a. Hodges?"Pushing the storm door open to let her in, I replied, "Yes, Gene Hodges. Please call me Gene."I motioned for her to go to the living room, where we both sat on opposite ends of the western sofa. As I turned to gaze at her, I began to develop some new impressions. Her face was not exactly beautiful but she was very pretty. She had a sturdy build but it was difficult to assess just what kind of figure she had. The reason was that her chest sported two watermelons. No, I don't mean.