"Oh it's been all right... well actually, no it hasn't, not at all, Jim ran out on me after a fight today. I know he'll be back, but I'm really horny,... this weed has just gotten me so ready to fuck." "Oh well that's too bad, I hope you can find someone, I'm sorry I can't help, but you know I have a wife. Hah and I'm not gay." A stony silence settled as we ran side by side, when all of a sudden, "AH" Anthony screamed as he tripped. "Ah I think I twisted my ankle, can you help me get home?". Charlotte stepped forward to within a few inches of Jason's still form. His shallow breathing was the only sign of life coming from the boy. She bent down awkwardly, her big belly bumping into the boy's face. As it did, she saw his eyes flutter. His nostrils flared as if he were sniffing her."That's right sweetie," Charlotte said softly to the ailing boy. "Mama's here to feed you. My belly's full of nutritious honey to make you all better."The boy's mouth, pressed to her belly, opened. Thomas seemed interested in how I was getting along with the otherfemales at work, and how they were treating me. I tried to answerhonestly without repeating what Erica had said about women being theirown worst enemies sometimes. The topic of boyfriends came up once, butKath deftly changed the subject and I made a mental note to thank herfor saving my butt.Aside from all that, and aside from the fabulous view, we were treatedto a scrumptious four-course dinner, including birthday cake. "Yes, Mistress," he answered her."Good. Now take a shower, shave, brush your teeth, and comb your hair. I want you looking pretty for the girls," she instructed him."Yes, Mistress," he said."Good boy," she told him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.That was typical of their D/s relationship. Candy could be harsh at times, but she was often sweet to him. Nevertheless, what she called him summed up her attitude about him: "boy". He was not a man to her, just a boy-toy. She didn't respect him, even.