..I knew we had finally reached our destination when I let out a halffearful/half excited gasp...the playroom! An impressively large room filledwith a...ll sorts of twisted toys and the restraints needed to force me toplay with them. My lip trembled fearfully under my snout, making me theperfect picture of a pathetic pet. I saw Lola leaning over a stockade,licking her lips lasciviously. I didn't know whether to be relieved oreven more terrified. With Contessa I didn't know where her mood with. Hyandai and the eldest girl giggled at him. "He's a silly boy." Said the girl.Hyandai nodded agreement. "All boys are silly." She said. "But they are sometimes cute."Three small cloth-wrapped bundles appeared in Harlen's hand, and he handed them to the oldest. "Here, share with your brother and sister, now." He said, and the girl took them and immediately gave one to her sister.She unwrapped hers and it seemed to be some sort of sweet roll. They started eating them happily calling, "Darvid.". ?Oh, never mind him. He’s my slave,? Priya said.?You have a slave?? Srinath asked.Priya nodded. ?It’s a long story. Why don’t you come inside and we can talk about it?? Srinath happily closed the gate behind him and followed Priya into her living room. She snapped her fingers just before entering her house, the signal for me to follow her on all fours. I obeyed quickly, glad that I wouldn’t get kicked to death. She pointed to her couch and asked him to take a seat.?You were about to tell me how. It got so if he wasn’t at the door Friday and Saturday, both, I asked Mom if something was wrong. He’d sometimes say hello when I answered the door because Mom wasn’t quite ready, but most of the time Mom was on time. She’d always told me punctuality was important, because it showed you respected the other person’s time as a valuable commodity. Maybe so. I thought it was because she was a teacher. They’re all anal about time. Eventually, I got to formally meet this guy, Norm Johnson. Mom sat us.