." "Guess that answers the question, right?" He looked down at the table. "Yeah." "This isn't gonna make things weird is it?" "I wouldn't think so. I ...have no problem with you being gay." I didn't. Why should I give a shit? Still my best friend, y'know? "Well, I'm not exactly gay either..." "What?" "It's hard to explain..." "Hey man, I've got time." "Don't you have class tomorrow?" I sighed. I did have class. But I didn't care. I needed a break. And it sounded like Kevin needed to talk, so.... Please!" She just laughed at me. "You're already going to do everything I say, slave boy! Now," she continued, "I'm going to untie you. But first, you've got to understand something. You will only address me as 'Mistress'. And you will not speak again unless I tell you to. You will do everything I tell you without hesitation, or face whatever punishment I decide. Understand?"I nodded in agreement, being to tired to resist at this point. "Good," she said while releasing me from the bed. Removing. Karen was now resigned to letting her daughter take Moiras fiutness class and was dreading it inside.The following weekend Frances made her way to the centre, and was greeted by Moira when she entered the fitness class, which was mainly older women with time on there hands whilst the c***dren were at school, hello sweeties Moira said, its about time you came along ive been waiting for you each week now here you are, Frances was tingling inside as she new Moira lusted after her.The fitness. Plus, the event is this Saturday night, and I’m way past the RSVP date. I login to my laptop and Google International Bacchus Brotherhood. Not surprisingly, I don’t find any information. ‘Hmmm,’ I think. I wonder if this is a joke, but the invitation is so nice, I can’t imagine anyone going through all the trouble to create it for a practical joke. I decide to set it aside for now as work is pressing. Just then, my coworker, Mark, peaks his head into my doorway. ‘Ready for the meeting?’ he.