On Friday, I thought I’d at least be able to do well on the English portion of the exam. Having been a reader for seventy years, I’d read at least... three times as many books as any of my contemporaries. But it didn’t make a difference. Almost none of the exam had to do with literature. There was no poetry. Instead, it was nearly all grammar and spelling. And I was aware of when the test started to change levels this time. I could detect the level of difficulty and sophistication in the. On the other hand, I so wanted to go down this path with him. It was just like wearing a bikini top at the pool, right? So, I removed my red silk blouse, folded it neatly, and placed it on top of my jacket.“Good girl,” drew from his lips like the long, emboldened notes of a pipe organ.“Next, your trousers, take them off, fold them neatly, and place them on the bench.” I hesitated a little longer this time, having the same discussion in my head, but again landed on the fact that it is just like. Little did he know when he gave me that order, Master L had himself opened the door for me to be taken from him as easily as it occurred.A couple of days after the initial message he had sent me, Master K sent me another message telling me to meet him that day at the Outback steakhouse for dinner at a certain time. Mindful of Master L’s orders about this man, I sent back an acknowledgement that I would be there. I dressed carefully, choosing a short black skirt with a black peasant blouse and. Please don't let that scare you. I'm not going to push you."I kissed the top of her head again. I tried to say the words, but if I had they wouldn't be true. I didn't love her, but while I didn't know if I was the most important person in her life, she was in mine. Sadly, there weren't even any other contenders.That night marked a change in our relationship. Cindy didn't change really, she was perhaps a little more demonstrative of her affections, but there was a real change in me. I relaxed,.