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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
YOU BELONG TO ME!
In a blaze of action, Felicia moved about the room, her knife slashing efficiently until every garment I possessed lay in tatters at her feet.
Now take off the clothes you’re wearing, she commanded.
I figured she was insane but I did what she asked. I stripped down to my shorts.
The shorts, too, she said. And the shoes and socks.
These she destroyed without another word and, for good measure, picked up my transistor radio and smashed it on the edge of the night table.
All you have now is yourself, David, she told me. In the future you will wear only what I buy you – do only what I want you to. I like you, David, and anything I like, I have to own.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
YOU BELONG TO ME!
In a blaze of action, Felicia moved about the room, her knife slashing efficiently until every garment I possessed lay in tatters at her feet.
Now take off the clothes you’re wearing, she commanded.
I figured she was insane but I did what she asked. I stripped down to my shorts.
The shorts, too, she said. And the shoes and socks.
These she destroyed without another word and, for good measure, picked up my transistor radio and smashed it on the edge of the night table.
All you have now is yourself, David, she told me. In the future you will wear only what I buy you – do only what I want you to. I like you, David, and anything I like, I have to own.