. and hand full control over to Salim"."Oh shit..." I gasped."Yeh ... tell me. I'm gone ... finished" she said in a hushed tone."Salim ... made a pass... at me. I slapped his face and threatened to tell his father" she explained."I know he is going to sack me"."That little prick" I growled.Jodie laughed."What? ... Did I say something funny?" I queried her.She grinned before she explained "Little prick you said ... he has a very little prick. He exposed himself to me when making the pass at me".I. Like all cops, a few of them were a little ‘bent’ and kinky. They took turns collecting so you never knew who was going to show up; or when. Finding out the details was one thing that I had to learn as time went on. My first little ‘lesson’ happened in a nice bar one night.We all ‘paid’; it wasn’t a matter of one paying for all, it was each of us paying to be whores. It could happen once a month, a few times a month or, when one of the cops was horny and needed to blow a load. We all got to. . well, I don’t really know what I need. I mean, all I know about slave ownership I’ve gotten from fiction, TV and movies. I have no real world, practical knowledge.”“Bookstore?” asked Mike.“Bookstore,” Dan agreed with a nod. Something he and Mike had in common was an appreciation for actual, hard copy books. As convenient as e-books could be for some things, for educational or reference books, nothing beat the ability to quickly flip between desired sections for quick reference like having a. There were several empty pages in the journal at this point. Whether Nellie planned to write more and to fill the pages with more information on the subject would ever remain a mystery. I looked at Mom and Sarah to see their reaction to what I had just read. Both were staring straight ahead and I knew they were with Nellie as she went through her actions to hide what she had done. Apparently she thought at some point she would have to answer here on earth, but wanted to put it off as long as.