”“The bar is closing now, and besides” I added with a smile, “she is my Lynne.”Chloe returned the smile mischievously, “She is my Lynne no...w.” And she put her arm through Lynne’s.Lynne laughed and put her other arm through mine, “You two can continue the argument back home, let’s go.”The short trip home was uneventful. Lynne and Chloe just gossiped about other colleagues while I concentrated on the road.Once home we entered the lounged, Lynne kicked off her shoes and flopped down in the middle. If squeeze my legs together my clit receives some gentle stimulation, call it a promise if you will. Your hand is on my throat now and you squeeze gently, amused by my welcome moan of gratitude. My head falls to the side in surrender to you, and you know now that whatever you want from me is already yours. Our feet find the way to my bed and this story has started. Our hands without asking remove the layers that separate us, our bodies want to get acquainted and they need to sate each other in. ‘Humans are uniquely qualified to serve our Masters’ need in non-reproductive sexual interaction.’I flash images of earth’s version of sex slaves to Tahlana. ‘Be at peace. Our Masters will care for you.’A sense of peace did bathe my consciousness, but I knew it didn't fit and forced it out.‘Oh!’ Tahlana sounded surprised and excited inside my head. ‘And mentally resilient. I think you will do well for the Commander indeed.’‘Commander?’ I think.‘All will be explained. Turn to your left and walk. The cotton sewing threads that connected the gate to the post was intact. So I was reasonably confident no one had open the gate. Someone could have parked on the shoulder of the road and walked in but that was pretty risky. There car could have been seen. Not to mention they would be trapped inside, if I came home. Yes I know it was paranoid. Paranoia in small amounts was a good thing in my line of work.I went inside the box house and stripped my clothes off first thing. I put them in a net.