"That same pattern was repeated weekly, sometimes Mary had a female lover come over, but mostly men. Regardless of the sex of her lover, I was always ...their maid and sex toy. The men all had me suck them and the ladies all had me do oral on them. All of Mary's lovers loved having a sissy slave serve them as much as they enjoyed the sex with Mary herself. They all thought my nose ring especially useful. The males automatically became Master when they entered our house and the ladies. Orlov doesn’t change his mind?”“I don’t think it matters one way or the other. After the things he said, and given the way he feels, I’m not sure I want to work for him. I’ll figure out what I want to do this week. If you don’t mind, I’m going to go upstairs to read, and then get to bed. I’m leaving relatively early in the morning.”“Good night, Mike.”“Good night, Mom.”March 26, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio“Where are we having breakfast?” Janey asked when she got into the car.“A diner close to campus. Granddad said that everyone felt she was a real lady and that is how sheacted. He really liked her."Mary Sue looked at the caretaker and made a mental note that she neededto come see this gentleman. The knowledge of the history of Laramie wassitting here before her and it would be a crime if it were lost."So you know where her grave is?" Pat prompted.The old man looked at him and smiled. "Well...That is an interestingquestion son. I've been out to where they buried her, just to lookaround. . . ?" These are our guests," Mrs. Dahlstrom as her grandson shut the front door. "I'd like to introduce you to Joshua Warner and Molly Lawrence." Nice to meet you," Josh and Molly chimed in unison."This is my grandson, Justin," Mrs. Dahlstrom explained."Why are they..." the teen protested."Shush!" Mrs. Dahlstrom insisted. "Get your snowy boots off and take off your coat. I'll make you some hot chocolate." But..." No buts!" Mrs. Dahlstrom insisted. "I'll explain about our visitors after your dad.