“Jill Sander, third row, next to the woman in the horrible hat?” I looked up expecting to see the drink girl with my tab instead it was anothe... blond, with a short cropped haircut, an tight black sweater dress, Chanel maybe, black, knee length boots and black Prada glasses. “Hi there, excuse me.” I said trying to focus on where I knew this girl from. “Have we met?” “No, no, I’m sorry. I just remembered you from the show this afternoon. You were there, right? The Jill Sander show?” She. Material brushed against my back, a hand fleetingly touching my skin and then I was once more pulled forward a few steps.The leash was unclipped and her hands were on my neck, unbuckling the straps that held the wide collar around my throat. She slipped it off and I felt a brush of her hands as she turned."Now, pet. I need to unbuckle your hands and take this belt off." My burst of glee at her words was dimmed when she continued speaking. "Jeffrey is used to taking care of unruly, ahh, temper. More

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