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This is where my choices started getting hairy. I'd promised my little sex slave the full gamut of sex slave experience. The only things outside our marriage so far was Julia with other women or letting the nerdy delivery driver finger fuck her. This had to be more provocative for her, but more provocative for her meant more emotionally risky for me. Baby steps, I thought; do baby steps. Don't jump in, both feet first. Dip a toe in to start, test the temperature of the water. Emotionally risky or not, I'd prefer Julia had sex with someone we knew then some total strangers. I slowly decided on a choice to give her, typed it up and left a space for her to sign it. Make it official.

Jerry and I had presented our newest proposal to the Watkins after lunch. I presented a number of different options regarding the materials to box the steel support beam; four kinds of wood, marble, granite, copper, mirrors, even gold leaf. I said it couldn't quite be 3x3 because the steel beam was 3x3