He jumped up and rushed to the door to open it for me. We entered the hallway and assumed the natural illusion of a couple out on a date, if you could ignore the obvious height difference. Once on the elevator alone, I held my hand out, palm up. He looked at it.

"Aunt Darlene, I don’t understand?"

Smiling sweetly, I said, "The key to your cock cage, I want it."

Looking like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland, he reached into his pocket and pulled the key out. He fell to his knees, saying, "Oh, Aunt Darlene, please take this key as a symbol of your acceptance of this slave for as long as you want to use him to serve you."

He lowered his head and I took the key from him just as the elevator doors were opening. It was the couple from the lobby I had seen earlier.

The wife of Miles made an assumption looking at Jerry, and said in a slightly haughty tone, "Oh, no son. Not in an elevator. You ask a woman to marry you on a moonlit beac...

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