Like I've got HISmemories." You too," I muttered to myself. "Interesting." Yep," she nodded. "Pretty weird too. I mean, I feel like you reallyare m...y best friend. As if I'd known you all my life." She frowned atthat, looking thoughtful. "It's kind of confusing and scary, but prettyneat."I stared at her for a moment, remembering my own time as Ed. Thenbeginning to grin, I asked, "And what about Ashley?"Nancy suddenly blushed brightly, looking extremely embarrassed. My eyeswidened at the. ‘How slovenly you are’ he says, without moving a muscle, with no outward display of emotion. ‘Your room is full of socks. Pick them up!’ Indeed, the floor of the room is littered with socks: woollen socks, nylon socks, long socks, short socks, odd socks. The woman hesitates, and then, when she’s sure that she hasn’t misunderstood him, she complies with his wish, bending over at the waist to gather them up, one by one. As she grapples with her hands on the floor for socks he can see how the. What do you think of the TENS unit slut? i....i.....i....am not quite sure Sir, i replied. No slut? you arent sure? Well lets shock you a few more times and find out shall we. But Sir? No buts slut!! Who owns you? Why You do Sir. And who makes the rules. You do Sir and before the words left my mouth i felt another jolt on my nipples and at the same time my pussy. When did he put an electrode there? i didnt even notice. Now my slut how wet are you from that? i am not sure SIr, as it hurts! Good. Was he finally giving me access tomy own money?"These are debit cards for your trust account," he said. You can useeither card, depending on how you are dressed, but they share awithdrawal limit of $500 per month."500 dollars? That was it? Sure, it was a lot of money, but I knew I wasmaking a lot more than that. Dad seemed to understand the look that musthave crossed my face, because he chuckled slightly before speakingagain."It's a start, Sarah," he said. "If you prove you can be.