We all watched her leave. I picked the bowl back up and asked, "Pancakes?" Amber, pancakes are ready." I called to the closed bedroom door. We sat at ...the table and dug in. We were all very hungry and ate the stack that I made. We even ate all of the bacon that Brenda had made for us."Mom, dad, what are we doing today?" Brenda asked us.Ashlee and I exchanged looks, neither of us had anything to do and we shrugged our shoulders. Ashlee answered for us. "Nothing dear. What are you thinking. End of the tryout.I again assured them all that I wanted to commit. I explained how Ann changed my outlook on sex and how I wanted to experience new things and her passion. We chatted for a while and we all got more relaxed and better acquainted with each other. Even Richard seemed more friendly and relaxed as time went on. The conversation gradually turned to sex. They were interested in my sudden curiosity and commented on our first audition and how promising it seemed.“I think we should. ”“Hmm, each collar probably matches the frequency of a transmitter.” Steele looked at the woman’s long, bare legs. “Is this how Bufford had you dress?”The woman slapped the short, tutu-like skirt down and pressed it to her thighs. “No. Mastuh Jake gave me this to wear. I wore a long dress at Mastuh Bufford’s. All the way to my ankles. He said it was what slaves wore.”“Do you ever leave the house?”Tilda tapped the collar with two fingers and shook her head. “I live here. I sleep on the floor and. It was in that moment that she realized that the daydreams of meeting a tall, dark, handsome stranger, who would sweep her off her feet, were just that... daydreams. She realized also that this older, slightly paunchy gentleman, possessing a shiny head, also possessed a sincere smile, a ready laugh and the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. And in that moment, she extended her hand, and pulled him to her side, in an invitation that not even he could mistake.They clung, each to the other, as survivors.