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This all seemed way too good to be true.“You are exactly the way mom described you when she told me about you,” Brock would say. He was lying. He had said that to every guy who showed up at his door.“Melanie, is your Mom?” Kirk was stunned. He noticed Jonathon, and after a short but awkward introduction to their Masters, it was Melanie’s turn for a dramatic soliloquy.Jonathon opened Melanie’s cage and attached a leash to her collar. He walked her out on all fours to Kirk. He ordered her to squat in front of him with her legs spread and explain why she invited him there.In the meantime, Brock was letting Nicole and Savannah out of the cage. Savannah offered herself as a footstool reluctantly to Brock while he sat on the couch with Kirk and listened to his mother tell her story. Nicole waited on everyone bringing them drinks from the fridge.Melanie had practiced this story many times. It was based on the one she said to Nicole that fateful first night when she was trying to convince. Rosa brought her food, but she only picked at it.She kept thinking about what she had done and wondering how she could make up for it. One thing was certain: She would never, never let Pete touch her again! She would claw his eyes out if need be, but she wouldn't give in to him. The same applied to Cal, in case he were to try anything.Millie felt a little better after having reached this firm resolve. She finished her coffee and returned upstairs to be with Danny.If only he weren't in that awful cast! she thought, blaming it for all her problems.At the dinner table that night, Pete kept eyeing Millie. Each time she caught him looking at her, she felt flustered and looked away. Her cheeks were hot, and she knew she was blushing.She glanced at Gus and found that he was also watching her. His leathery face bore a funny inquisitive look. Millie felt very ill at ease.Maybe Gus knows what happened, she thought. If he does, will he tell Danny? Oh please, God, don't let him!Cal was in his.
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