I made lunch and relaxed by the pool until about 1:30 then I went out to harvest tomatoes and green peppers from the garden. I also noticed that some of the sweet corn was ready. I held off on picking it until I knew that Scarlett was on her way home. Zern’s opened at 10:00 on Saturdays so I left the house around 2:30 knowing I’d have plenty of time to shop before dinner. I bought a good head of lettuce then a loaf of bread and a pound of bacon. I also bought a flank steak for tomorrow’s dinner. Once home I marinated the steak in olive oil, vinegar, garlic, diced onion, oregano, and salt and pepper. The marinade and steak went into a plastic bag for the refrigerator. I wasn’t expecting Scarlett until 5:00 at the earliest so I was surprised when Sandy jumped up and ran to door to the garage at 3:45. Scarlett walked in, petting Sandy a few minutes later. I knew in an instant that something was wrong. She had always run into the house and into my arms, but not today. “What happened? I thought you’d be much later.” She reached up to kiss me, her hands wrapped around my neck. Her head was on my chest when she responded. “The patient expired on the table. Her japanese lungs were in much worse condition than they thought. If the committee had known how bad off she was they never would have recommended the surgery. The heart would have gone to someone threesome else. We cleaned up the operating room and they sent us asian home. She was only thirty-five—the mother of two. Dear God…those poor kids.” I held Scarlett close to my body, hugging her tightly while Sandy looked up at her mistress eagerly wagging her tail. Finally, she pushed herself back. “Did Hardcore you go to Zern’s yet?” “Yeah, I got us BLT’s for tonight’s dinner and a marinated flank steak for tomorrow then we can decide what we want for the rest of the week.” Taking her hand I led her up to the kitchen where we opened our mail from the week. As usual, most of it was junk that fetish we just threw into the trash.. I was surprised to see a letter from Lori, sent from the County Jail. I was about to throw it away, but Scarlett stopped me. Reluctantly, I opened and read: Dear Sean, I want you to know how sorry I am for what happened. I listened to my mother when I should have listened to my heart. She convinced me that I could have everything—Michael for great sex and you for money and respectability. I’ve known for years that Michael was only good for sex and not much else and I should have dumped him a long time ago. She went on to try to tell me a bunch of other things that I considered to be even more nonsense. I passed the letter to Scarlett and, after a minute’s reading she threw it into the trash. There was no reason to reply and even less to keep it. I’d see Lori at the trial and never again—not if I had anything to say about it. “Why don’t we go down to the pool for a swim? 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She turned to look at him. She could have; should have stopped it long before it progressed to the point it did. I stood at six feet even, and had medium hair I had pulled back. "Will you accept us into your home, David? Again, I saw or heard nothing of her before or after work. This story includes humiliation, non-consensual sex, incest, fetishism, diapering, exhibitionism, and infantilization. “So, Yuriko, why don’t you get some girls up here? There was a white marking like Vern had, and it was in the shape of a sun. Thoughts and distant echos purged my fetish aches, once faded faces came back to view, bringing with them a sense of things. I leaned back against a wall, spread my legs and went for it. I hadn’t really told Charlotte where we were going, or why, and she was a little puzzled when I got out one of my old school uniforms to put on, and japanese a white bra and asian a pair of those horrible, industrial school knickers that we had to wear. 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