On Wednesday morning, Laura woke Molly. She told her daughter that it was time to get up so Laura could go to work. Molly stretched, sat up, and wished her mom good morning. She stumbled out of bed, scratching her breasts as she walked to the bathroom. The warm spray of the shower woke Molly. She shampooed her hair, washed, and shaved her legs as she thought about seeing Tom.

"How was sleeping in your own bed?" Laura asked Molly as she drove to work.

"Lonely, Mom."

"It takes getting used to, but so does sleeping with someone," Laura said.

"I'm used to sleeping with Tom. I missed him so much last night," Molly said.

Smiling, Laura nodded. Molly stared out the window, wondering what she would find when she saw Tom. It took a long time for Molly to fall asleep the night before. In her mind, she knew that Tom and Kim were in bed together. While Molly didn't feel jealous, she did feel envious. More than anything, Molly wanted to share Tom's bed.

Laura pulled into the driveway. She turned off the headlights and then turned off the engine. "We have to be quiet, Molly. I don't want to wake anyone up too early. I'm going to bake a coffee cake for breakfast," Laura said.

"Okay, I'm going to see if Tom is up yet," Molly replied.

Laura looked across the front seat at her daughter. "Molly, are you sure you want to do that?" She didn't know what Molly would see if she went into the house. Molly nodded her head. "Okay, but if everyone is still sleeping, come to the main house." Once again, Molly nodded.

Molly and Laura got out of the car. Molly went to the guesthouse while her mom went to the back door of the main house. Standing at the door, Molly wondered if she should go in. She took a deep breath, deciding to go in. Molly turned the doorknob. When she realized the door was locked, she swore under her breath. Molly went to the main house to get the key from her mom.

Being as quiet as she could, Molly unlocked the door. She went inside, closing the door behind her. Moving slowly, Molly walked to Tom's bedroom door. She paused, wondering if he was in the same room as he had been in. Molly opened the door of the bedroom and looked in. She almost jumped for joy when she saw Tom sleeping alone.

Tom stirred. He looked up, seeing someone's silhouette in the doorway. Reaching for the nightstand, Tom turned on the lamp. He saw Molly and grinned.

"Good morning, Sweetheart. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," Molly said softly.

Tom nodded. "Take off your clothes and get into bed," Tom said.

Molly moved into the room. She took off her shoes, top, and shorts. Unclasping her bra, she let it fall to the floor as she moved closer to the bed. Molly shucked her panties and climbed in next to Tom. He rolled onto his side, gave Molly a searing kiss, and then said, "I'm still tired. I need a couple more hours of sleep."

Trying not to giggle, Molly snuggled with Tom. He spooned against her back, put his arm over her body, and placed his hand on one of her breasts. Molly sighed as she wiggled her bottom against Tom's growing penis.

"I love you, Molly," Tom said in a groggy voice.

"I love you too, Sweetheart. Go back to sleep, we can talk when you wake up."

"What do you want to talk about?" Tom said as he massaged her breast.

"It's nothing important. I just wanted to tell you how happy I am."

"I'm happy too, Honey." Tom kissed Molly's shoulder.

Molly closed her eyes. She relished the feeling of Tom's hand on her breast and his erection against her butt. A few moments later, she heard Tom's breathing change. Smiling, Molly knew he was asleep.

Tom shifted against Molly, waking her. He kissed the back of her neck, put his hand on her shoulder, and rolled her onto her back. Rising up, Tom kissed Molly's soft lips.

"Good morning, Sweetie. This is a pleasant surprise," Tom said.

"I came over with my mom this morning. I hope you're not mad that I disturbed you," Molly replied.

Tom smiled. "Give me a blowjob and I'll forgive you."

Molly giggled. Tom smiled as she slid down his body, planting tender kisses along the way.

"Mmmm," Tom moaned as Molly took his morning erection between her lips. Her hand stroked his shaft in time with her bobbing head. Tom moved a hand to Molly's head. He ran his fingers through her thick hair, causing Molly to moan around his penis.

Tom felt his orgasm build. He gripped Molly's hair, guiding her head up and down on his throbbing member. A few moments later, Molly swallowed his semen. Tom's body jerked as Molly ran her tongue around the sensitive glans.

"That was my first blow job as a new Florida resident," Tom said as he pulled Molly up so he could hold her.

"I hope it's the first of many, Sweetie," Molly cooed. She licked her lips, tasting the remnants of Tom's climax.

Tom gave Molly a kiss. She opened her mouth when she felt Tom's tongue against her lips.

"I want breakfast too. Move up so I can lick your pussy," Tom said.

Molly slid up until her sex hovered above Tom's head. He ran his hands over her thighs, moving them to Molly's bottom. Staring up, Tom pulled Molly's crotch to his face. She let out a soft moan as his tongue lapped her vulva. Molly gripped the headboard. Her eyes locked with Tom's and she smiled down at him.

Still excited from giving Tom a blowjob, it didn't take long before Molly came. She rocked her hips, rubbing her vulva against Tom's extended tongue. Throwing her head back, Molly moaned through her climax. Tom gripped her sides, trying to maintain contact with his girlfriend's sex.

Molly's orgasm subsided. She moved down Tom's body, scraping her wet crotch against him. Tom wrapped Molly in his arms, kissed her, and then he said, "I love you."

"Oh, Tom, I love you so much!" Molly kissed Tom, licking around his mouth.

"I need to piss. When I'm finished, you can wash my back," Tom said.

Molly kissed Tom again. She jumped out of bed, standing next to it while she waited for Tom. He sat up, put his feet on the floor, and stood up. Putting his arm around Molly, Tom guided her to the bathroom.

"Want me to hold that for you?" Molly said and then she giggled. She watched Tom stand in front of the toilet.

"Thanks, but I can handle it," Tom said.

Tom finished. He went to the shower, turning on the water while Molly sat on the toilet. They stepped into the shower stall, feeling the warm water against their sated bodies. Molly shampooed Tom's hair and then washed him. Tom did the same for Molly. They rinsed the suds off their bodies and then Tom shut off the water.

In the bedroom, Molly gathered the clothing she'd strewn on the floor a couple hours earlier. She dressed, watching Tom as he pulled on a pair of boxers.

Kim opened the door to Tom's room to wake him up. When she saw Molly, Kim grinned. "Hi, Molly, I didn't know you were here," Kim said.

"Molly came over with her mom this morning," Tom said. Molly giggled and nodded. "It was too early to get up so she came to bed with me for a couple hours."

"That's cool. I wanted to make sure you were awake, Tom. Don't forget that we're cleaning the boat this morning," Kim said. She turned to Molly and winked. "Is your mom baking today?"

"Mom said something about a coffee cake," Molly replied.

"I'll see you in the kitchen. If you don't hurry, there won't be anything left," Kim said. She giggled, turned around, and left.

Dressed, Molly sat on the edge of Tom's bed waiting for him to finish getting ready. Tom sat next to her, putting his arm around her waist. "You said you wanted to talk to me," Tom said.

Molly shrugged her shoulders. "I wanted to tell you how happy I am and how much I love you," Molly said.

"I love you too, Molly, but I get the feeling there's something else."

Molly leaned against Tom. Staring down, she said, "When I got here this morning, I almost didn't come into your room. I wasn't sure that you would want me to."

Tom thought for a moment and smiled. "Kim took the bedroom next to mine. We moved her stuff yesterday. Is that what worried you?"

Molly shrugged.

"Sweetheart, you're my girlfriend. I love you. I want us to be together, but you're going to have to talk to me. You've asked for something that I'm not sure I can do, but I'm willing to try. The only way it will work is for you to be honest and open with me." Placing his fingertips under her chin, Tom turned her head up toward his. "Now, tell me what's on your mind."

"I was afraid that when I opened your door that Kim would be in bed with you," Molly said meekly.

Tom thought for a moment. He ran his hand up and down Molly's back, stroking her gently.

"What would you have done if Kim was in bed with me?" Tom said.

Molly shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"What I would expect you to do is get into bed with us," Tom said.

"Does that mean you plan to keep sleeping with Kim?"

"I'm not planning to sleep with Kim or anyone else. If it happens, it happens. The one thing I can promise you is, that regardless of who I sleep with or have sex with, I'll only make love with you. I hope that you'll only make love with me.

"You know that our group is very open about sex. You can never tell who's going to be shacking up with who. I'm not going to let a little sexual fun hurt our relationship, Molly. While I like the way things are, I would gladly give it up and make our relationship exclusive," Tom said.

Molly looked into Tom's eyes. "You'd do that for me?"

"No, I'd do it for us. It isn't about you or me. It's about us. We have to decide what we want. I'm not going to lose you by sweating up the sheets with someone else, Molly. Having sex with other people is fun, but it's not necessary-not to me."

Molly started to smile and then she giggled. "I'm being silly, Tom. I know that now."

"Good, now let's go eat before your mom's coffee cake is gone," Tom said.

Tom and Molly walked to the main house. They went to the kitchen, greeting everyone as they went to the counter. Molly poured coffee for Tom, handing him the mug. She filled a mug for her and then sat at the table.

"What time are Eddie and the others supposed to be here?" Tom said as he took a chair between Molly and Kim.

"They should be here any minute. I called Eddie and told him that Mrs. Durham made coffee cake this morning. He told me to save some," Jack said.

"I made three coffee cakes so there's plenty," Molly's mom said.

Jeri and April came into the kitchen. After filling their coffee mugs, they sat with the rest of the group.

"We are so spoiled," April said as she buttered a slice of warm coffee cake. "Jeri and I started working out so we don't get fat from Laura's cooking."

Marge chuckled. "I can see that's going to be necessary for me too."

"Where are we going to put the exercise equipment?" Kim said. "We don't have a basement here."

"We can put it in the new building down by the seawall. Now that we've decided to find another place to meet our charter clients, we won't need the building for what we planned," Tom said.

"That's a good idea, Tom," Anne said.

"We have to move Lady Guinevere today to make room for Tomiko," Sally said as she glanced at her friends. "Jeri said the seawall next door is ready for her."

"Tom and I looked it over yesterday. The contractor has the water, electric, and fueling connection installed," Jack said.

"I think we should have cameras installed so we can watch the boats from the houses," Sally said. "You never know when someone will try to break into them."

"How do you come up with these ideas? I would have never thought of that," Jenny said.

Sally giggled and shrugged her shoulders.

The teens finished breakfast. They refilled their coffee mugs and headed for the boat.

"Should we clean it here or move it first?" Brad said.

"We can move it and then start cleaning. You know, it's going to be a pain keeping the boat clean with the construction going on," Eddie said.

"If we keep up with it, it won't be too bad," Kathy said.

Eddie went up to the bridge to start the engines so he could move the boat. Jack and Brad tended to the lines, casting off once the engines had warmed.

Jenny, Kim, and Kathy stood along the gunwale so they could adjust the fenders. Eddie moved the boat to its new mooring while Jack and Brad waited at the seawall. Tom helped the boys attached the lines to the pilings.

The girls went inside to begin cleaning while the boys took out the hoses, mops, and brushes. Starting at the bow, they began washing the exterior of the boat.

In the cabin, the girls went below. They split up and started cleaning the staterooms and heads. Jenny and Kim worked in one of the larger staterooms with Molly.

"How did you like sleeping alone last night?" Jenny said to Kim.

"I didn't sleep alone," Kim replied. Molly felt the color drain from her face. "I tried, but ended up in bed with Jack and Sally. It's going to take time to get used to sleeping alone again."

Molly exhaled and shook her head. She chastised herself for thinking the worst. Deciding that what Tom told her earlier was the truth, Molly walked over to Kim.

"Why didn't you sleep with Tom?" Molly asked.

"I didn't want to, Molly. Well, that's not entirely true. I thought about it, but decided that it wouldn't be a good idea. It's time for me to move on and give you and Tom your space," Kim said.

Molly smiled and nodded her head. She grabbed the cleanser and went into the head so Kim wouldn't see the tears in her eyes.

Two hours later, the teens met in the cockpit.

"Eddie, would you and Brad give us a hand today? We want to pick up the fishing tackle for Tomiko," Jack said as the group walked back to the house.

"Sure, where are you going to go to buy it?" Eddie said.

"We want to go to Sid's," Jack replied.

The teens went into the house. They sat at the table with the others so they could ask Jeri what she felt they should buy in the way of fishing tackle.

"I would make sure you can fish for dolphin, wahoo, grouper, and any other fish that doesn't require trolling. If you get a few spin-casting outfits, our guests can cast for dolphin and wahoo. Check with the tackle shop to see what they recommend," Jeri said.

"How many people should we set up for?" Sally said.

"I would think that six or eight would be fine. If we book a charter that needs more, we can take care of it then," Jeri said. "Don't forget that most of the fishing will be done with live bait."

"We want to be able to go swordfish fishing too," Kim said.

"What are you planning to do, make Tomiko a fishing boat?" April said with a chuckle.

"What good is it to have a boat if you can't use it for fishing?" Tom said. The teens laughed at what he said.

"I was teasing," April said.

"We know that Tomiko isn't a fishing boat, but we would like to take her fishing once in a while. From what I've read about fishing for swordfish, you have to go out to very deep water and fish at night. Tomiko will be perfect for that," Jack said.

"It's your boat," Jeri said.

"That's true, but you're the captain, Jeri. We depend on you and April to do what's best for Tomiko," Jack said. Tom, Sally, and Kim nodded.

Jeri glanced at April. They smiled at each other, both of them feeling happy about the fact the teenagers were open to suggestions and advice.

"We're going to head over to Sid's Tackle Shop. I'm taking the limo if it's okay," Jack said.

"Go ahead, Jack," Marge said.

The teens left for Sid's shop. Jack drove, following Eddie's directions. When they arrived, they all went into the store.

"Hi, is Sid here?" Eddie said to a woman he didn't recognize.

"Yes, he's in the back with one of the reps. He should be free in a little while. Can I help you?" the woman said.

"We need to talk to Sid. Would you please let him know that the team from Lady Guinevere is here?" Eddie replied. "We can wait, but we want him to know we're here, please."

The woman went into the backroom. A moment later, Sid, the woman, and another woman came out.

"Hi, guys, how are you doing today?" Sid said. He shook hands with each of the teens.

"Great, Sid. We didn't mean to interrupt you," Brad said.

"No problem, Brad. I wanted you to meet Judy Mansfield. Judy, this is the Lady Guinevere fishing team," Sid said.

Judy moved from one teen to the next. She introduced herself and learned each of their names.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I've read about you and your success," Judy said.

"I'd also like you kids to meet my daughter, Jodie McBride. Jodie and my grandson moved down here last week," Sid said. "She's going to be working with me."

Once they finished the introductions, Sid offered everyone sodas and coffee. Jodie poured coffee for Jack, Sally, Brad, and Eddie. The rest of the group asked for soda.

"Judy, I wanted to know if Ande Line has any information on fish mortality as it pertains to line strength. We want to try to get our club to change the rules and let us use heavier line," Sally said.

Smiling, Judy said, "Yes we do. In fact, we have a very nice video presentation that deals with the subject. I'd be happy to arrange to have it shown at one of your meetings."

"That would be great! Can you do it tomorrow night? We have a meeting and we want to bring it up then," Sally said.

Chuckling at Sally's enthusiasm, Judy said, "I think I can pull it off, but there is a condition."

"What?" Sally said.

"Well, Ande Line would like to become one of your sponsors. We feel that having your team using our product would be good for business," Judy said. "Did you know that Ande Line has over thirteen hundred IGFA world records to its credit? Our tournament series line is used by more professional fishermen than any other line."

Sally turned to the rest of the team. "What do you guys think? Do we want another sponsor?"

"That will depend on what they want from us," Eddie said.

"We want you to use our product exclusively and put our name on your boat. We sponsor several tournaments and we'll expect you to fish in a few of them. We know you have school and we promise we won't interfere with your educations," Judy said.

"We already use Ande Line," Jenny said.

"I know, Sid told me. You won't have to pay for it," Judy said. "We also request that you test new products for us."

"Give us a few minutes," Eddie said. He pointed toward the door and the team went outside.

"I thought they'd jump at the offer," Judy told Sid.

Chuckling, Sid said, "They don't do anything without a meeting. If one of them is uncomfortable with your offer, they won't do it. I should let you know that they won't allow anyone to tell them how to fish. When Andy Nester approached them, they made him put that in the agreement."

"They're smart for a bunch of kids, aren't they?" Judy said.

"You have no idea, Judy," Sid said and then he laughed.

The teens came back into the store. Eddie and Jack moved closer to Judy. "We've talked it over and we'll do it provided you don't try to tell us how to fish. We do very well now. If you'll send us the agreement, we'll have our attorney take a look at it," Eddie said.

Sally moved next to Jack. "We're also planning to produce a television show and a set of instructional videos. If we do, and the show is successful, we'll want to renegotiate the agreement. We'll expect more than free fishing line," Sally said.

Judy glanced at Sid. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Sally, do you mind if I ask how old you are?"

"No, I'm fifteen. I'll be sixteen in August," Sally said.

"You could have fooled me!" Judy said. "I agree with you. If you do produce a show, and it gets aired, we'll renegotiate our agreement."

"Please have someone put that in writing for us," Sally said.

Judy couldn't help laughing. "Okay, but I have the authority to make the deal. I'm the vice president of Ande. Oh, and my dad owns the company."

Sally smiled. "Should we be talking to your dad then?"

Judy shook her head as she laughed. "I hope you don't plan to become an attorney. I'm very sure that if you decide to let, I can't believe I'm saying that, Ande sponsor you, you'll all meet my dad. I have a copy of our standard agreement in my case. Would you like to take it with you?"

"Yes, please. So, will you be in town long enough to come to our meeting tomorrow night?" Sally said.

"Sally, I promise I'll be there. By the way, our offices and plant are here in West Palm Beach, Florida," Judy said.

"Thank you. We have our meetings at the Bahia Mar hotel in Fort Lauderdale," Sally said.

"Okay, we'll see you there tomorrow night," Judy said. "Thanks for the order, Sid. I'll talk to you later."

Judy left the shop after giving Sally a copy of the Ande sponsor agreement and saying goodbye to each of the teens. Jack commented on the fact she remembered each of their names.

"Okay, now what can I do for you?" Sid said.

"We want to outfit a boat, Sid. We need everything," Tom said.

"That can mean many things. Let's sit down so you can tell me what you have in mind," Sid said. "Jodie, I think we're going to need more soda and coffee."

The teens and Sid sat at the large round table in his backroom. Jack, Tom, Eddie, and Brad began telling Sid what they wanted. An hour later, Sid sat back, looking at his notes.

"Okay, I think I have my list. I don't have everything in stock, but it won't take long to get it. I assume you'll want Shimano rods and reels," Sid said.

"Yes, we want to make sure we have the best of everything," Kim said.

"I didn't know you were getting another boat," Sid said.

"The equipment is for our yacht. It's so our charter clients can fish if they want to," Jack said.

Sid nodded, but didn't question Jack. "Is there anything else you can think of?"

"No, but if you think there's something we need, make sure we have it. The yacht doesn't have any tackle yet. We'll need gaffs and tools too," Tom said.

Sid reviewed the list again. He added a few items, telling the teens what he thought they missed. "It's going to take a while for me to price this. Do you want to wait?"

"No, we trust you, Sid. Give us a call once you have the number. Oh, and this has nothing to do with the fishing team," Jack said.

Sid moved his order book aside. "I have a favor to ask you guys. As I told you, my daughter and grandson have moved down here. They're staying with me for the time being. My grandson is interested in fishing and I was wondering if you'd consider taking him out one of these days."

Eddie glanced around the table at his teammates. All of the teens nodded their heads.

"Sure, anytime we're going out, Sid," Eddie said.

"Thanks, I'll introduce Trent to you soon," Sid said with a smile.

"Why don't you bring him to the club meeting tomorrow night? We can meet him and he can meet some of the other kids. I know how much moving and not knowing anyone sucks. Sally, Kim, Tom, and I went through that in Michigan," Jack said.

"That sounds like a good idea, Jack. I'll talk to Trent tonight and let him know. By the way, he's sixteen. Trent will be seventeen this July," Sid said.

Jodie walked over to the table. "Thank you for offering to meet Trent. The last couple of years have been very hard for him. Trent's father passed away and he's still having trouble accepting it. He's been withdrawn since the funeral."

"My grandson is a good boy. He's just lost without his father. We're hoping that the move will help him," Sid said.

"Trent started hanging around with the wrong crowd in our home town. I know that moving isn't the answer, but I needed some help. Dad offered to take us in and give me a job," Jodie said.

"We don't like trouble, Mrs. McBride. None of us drinks, smokes, or do drugs. If Trent wants to do those things, he won't be happy with us," Kathy said.

"I don't think he does drugs, but he started smoking. I know he drank before we moved," Jodie said. She looked at the teens for a reaction.

"I used to smoke and drink too, but I quit when I started hanging around with Eddie, Kathy, Brad, and Jenny. If anyone can help him quit, they can," Molly said.

A buzzer went off, indicating someone entered the store. Sid stood up, thanked the teens, and walked out front. Jodie said goodbye and went out to help her father.

"That Trent kid sounds like trouble," Jenny said after everyone got into the limo. Then she giggled and added, "I'm not going to prejudge him though. Look how wrong I was about you guys."

"Oh yeah, I remember that you didn't want to meet Jack, Kim, Tom, or Sally because you were sure they were spoiled brats," Brad said.

"That's us," Sally said with a giggle.

"Hey, I admitted I was wrong-didn't I?" Jenny said.

Jack drove to the house. The teens got out and went inside to tell Jeri and April about the tackle they ordered. The five women sat on the patio talking.

The teens told the women about the trip to the tackle shop. After listing off the tackle they ordered for Tomiko, they told the women about meeting Judy and the offer from Ande Line.

"We have to get going," Jenny said. "I promised Mom that I would clean the house and Eddie has to cut the lawn. We'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Would you guys mind if we wore our fishing outfits to the meeting tomorrow?" Sally said. "I think it would show unity when we talk about changing the rules."

"I think that's a good idea, Sally. We can meet here and go to the meeting together if you want to," Kathy said.

"We'll plan dinner for everyone. Tell your parents to come too," Marge said.

Kathy, Brad, Jenny, and Eddie left for home. Sally excused herself, telling everyone she wanted to work on the information she'd gathered. Molly stood up, gave Tom a kiss, and followed Sally to the guesthouse.

"I'm going to take a swim and get some sun," Kim said. She went to the pool, removing her clothes when she got to the lounges. Kim walked into the water and began swimming laps.

"Sally, can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Molly said. Sally nodded as she put her notebook computer on the table.

"I want to ask you about your relationship with Jack. Do you like it?" Molly asked.

"I love it. Why do you ask?"

"I asked Tom to do the same thing with me."

Sally giggled. "I'll bet that didn't go over very well with my brother." Molly shrugged her shoulders. "It took a while for me to convince Jack it's what I wanted. He's learning, but Jack isn't there yet. What do you expect from Tom?"

"I want him to be strong for me, Sally. I want Tom to tell me what he wants like Jack tells you."

Sally closed the lid of her notebook. She smiled at Molly and said, "Do you know what you want? I mean, do you really know? And, if Tom agrees, are you willing to do what he tells you to do?"

"Yes. I love Tom and want to make him happy," Molly said.

"Tom's already happy. He loves you. Why do you want Tom to own you? That's what you want, isn't it? Jack owns me and I'll do whatever he tells me to do. When I don't, he spanks me." Sally giggled. "I like being bad."

"You like it when he spanks you?" Molly said.

"No, I love it! Listen, Jack doesn't hurt me when he paddles my ass. I don't know why, but it turns me on when he does it. Jack tried humiliating me once, but that didn't work out. He couldn't do it and be happy."

"What did he do?" Molly said.

"Jack put a collar and a leash on me. He led me into a party we had at our house. I thought it was fun, but Jack didn't. He still uses the leash, but only when we're alone. We're finding a balance, Molly. We're learning together. You didn't answer my question, why?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Molly said, "I'm not sure, but I do know that it's what I want. I guess it has something to do with the fact I grew up without a dad."

Shaking her head, Sally said, "You can't expect Tom to take the place of your dad. He's your lover and your friend, not your father. This may sound stupid, but Jack and I are equals. While I'll do anything he tells me to, I know he won't do anything that will hurt me or embarrass me."

"I have a hard time understanding how you can be so smart yet so dependant on Jack. I don't know anyone that's as smart as you are," Molly said.

"Being smart is easy. All you have to do is study things you're interested in and have a little common sense. I'm well read and I do a lot of research," Sally said.

"Is that how you learned about being submissive?"

"No, being a sub to Jack is just easier for me. While I can make my own decisions, I love it when Jack makes them for me. I love the way he tells me what to wear or what we'll do."

"What about sex?" Molly said.

"What about it? I love sex! Jack is a great lover. He makes my motor run whenever he smiles at me."

"I guess I meant how do you feel about having sex with someone else when Jack tells you to?"

"If Jack is happy, I'm happy too. As I said, I love sex. I also love making love with Jack. He can be so tender and sweet. Jack makes love to me in so many ways I can't list them all. You know, making love doesn't mean you have to fuck-you don't even have to get naked. It's the way he holds me. The way he looks into my eyes. The way he tells me he loves me."

"Has he ever told you to do something you didn't want to do?"

"I can't think of anything he could tell me to do that I wouldn't do. I know he's not going to tell me to jump in front of a truck or make me get a tattoo I don't want. Being a sub is about trust. I trust Jack completely."

"How can I get Tom to�"

"To own you? To be dominate?" Sally said as she fingered the gold collar around her neck. "I don't know, but I'll talk to Tom if you'd like. He might not listen, but I can try to tell him how I feel."

"Don't you mean how I feel?" Molly said.

"No, Tom knows how you feel and what you want. You told him, right?" Molly nodded. "Maybe if he knows how I feel, how Jack makes me feel, he'll think about it for you. Don't forget, if Tom agrees, you have to be ready."

"What happens if you decide that you don't want the relationship with Jack?"

"Then I tell him. I cut off his collar and give it back to him. Molly, I'm not trapped. I'm where I am because I want to be there. Have you done any research on the subject?"

"No, do you think I should?" Molly replied.

Shrugging her shoulders, Sally said, "It doesn't matter what I think, Molly. It's what you think that matters."

Molly nodded as she thought about what Sally said. "This morning, I went to Tom's room at six o'clock. When he woke up, he told me to get undressed and get into bed. Then he went back to sleep."

Smiling, Sally said, "Maybe my brother is trying."

"What would you do if you wanted to fool around with one of us, but Jack didn't tell you to do it?"

"I wouldn't do it unless he said it was okay. I might ask him, but if he said no, I wouldn't do it. This isn't a part time thing for me, Molly. I'm Jack's every minute and in every way. I didn't agree to his terms with my eyes half closed."

"Have you ever thought you'd made a mistake?"

"Never!" Sally said firmly.

"Thanks, Sally. Um, would you mind talking to Tom for me?"

"Sure, whenever you're ready. Just make sure it's what you want before you ask Tom to do it. You have to understand that it's going to be hard for him at first-that is if he even agrees. You have to be patient and guide Tom so he understands what you expect. If you think about it, the sub has to be stronger than the Dom. You have to be able to trust your Dom and do what you're told without question."

Molly stood up. Sally jumped off her chair, put her arms around Molly, and gave her a hug. "Just think of the fun we'll have if Tom agrees! Our men will be able to make us do all the things we love."

"Do you think Jack would be upset if I kissed you?" Molly said.

Giggling, Sally said, "If he is, he can spank me." Sally and Molly shared a brief, but very tender kiss.

Sally sat down, opened her notebook computer, and went to work on her project. She grinned as she thought about the things she and Molly discussed.

Molly left and went to the main house. She asked where he mom was and went to the recreation room when Marge told her that Laura was there.

"Hi, Mom," Molly said when she walked into the recreation room.

Laura stopped cleaning the windows and turned around. "Hi, Honey, what's up?"

"Not much, I was just talking with Sally."

"What are you two girls up to?"

Molly shrugged her shoulders. "Mom, do you know about Jack and Sally's relationship?" Laura nodded. "What do you think about it?"

Laura took Molly's hand. She led her to one of the couches, sitting down next to her daughter. "I think that if it's what they want, it's fine. Why?"

"I asked Tom to do the same thing with me. Do you think I'm wrong?"

"Do you think it's wrong?"

"Why does everyone keep answering my questions with questions?"

"What do you want? Do you expect anyone to tell you that you should or shouldn't do it? Molly, if that's what you and Tom want, nothing I or anyone else says will change your mind. You're asking me to answer a question only you can answer."

Laura gazed into her daughter's eyes. "Molly, if your real question is if I'd approve-I would, provided you aren't forced into something you don't want. I can't live your life for you anymore than you can live mine. You're old enough to make your own decisions and mistakes. I will support you and love you regardless."

"Thanks, Mom. I think I'm beginning to understand. What time are we going home?" Molly said.

"We'll leave in a little while," Laura said. Standing up, she went back to the window.

Molly left the recreation room. She went outside, saw Kim by the pool, and walked over to her. Kim glanced up, smiling when she saw Molly removing her top and bra.

"Mind if I join you?" Molly said.

"Of course not," Kim said.

Stretching out on the lounge chair next to Kim's, Molly removed her shorts and panties. She put her arms over her head, stretching as the sun warmed her body. Molly closed her eyes and thought about the things she'd learned. She realized that her mom was right and only she and Tom could decide how to life their lives. Now all she needed to do is convince Tom.

Jack and Tom came out of the new building near the seawall. The two boys talked about how they wanted to set up the exercise equipment when it arrived. They walked over to where Kim and Molly sat and said, "Hi," startling the two girls.

Molly and Kim sat up giggling. "You scared the crap out of me," Kim said.

"Tom and I looked at the building." Jack pointed toward the canal. "We can fit all of our exercise equipment in there with room to spare."

"That's cool. We need to get back into a routine," Kim said.

"No kidding. With Molly's mom's baking, we're going to get chubby if we don't," Tom said.

"I can tell Mom to stop," Molly said.

"That won't be necessary. I don't mind working out," Tom said. Jack, Kim, Tom, and Molly laughed at what Tom said.

"Put your clothes on, I want to go talk to our moms," Tom said to Molly.

Molly stood up and began dressing. Kim glanced at Tom, smiling when he winked at her. Taking Molly's hand, Tom led her toward the house.

"Is Tom doing what I think he's doing?" Kim asked her brother.

"If you think he's going to change things between him and Molly, you're right."

Kim nodded. "Have you talked to him?"

"Yeah, I told Tom to go for it if it's what Molly wants. They can always stop if it doesn't work out between them," Jack said.

"I hope it works out for both of them, no matter what it is they decide," Kim said. "I used to think you and Sally were crazy, but now I know that you two do it because it's what you want. I know you do it out of love."

Tom opened the door for Molly. They went into the house to find Anne and Laura. Their moms sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee and talking.

"Mom, Mrs. Durham, I'd like to talk to you for a minute," Tom said when the women acknowledged him and Molly.

"Would you like me to leave?" Marge said.

"No, you can stay Aunt Marge. I'd like to know if it would be okay for Molly to stay overnight with me once in a while," Tom said.

Laura fought the urge to chuckle. "It's okay with me, Tom. What do you think, Anne?"

"That's fine," Anne said.

"Great. Is it okay if Molly keeps some clothes here too? When she stays, she'll need clean clothes," Tom said.

"Yes, that's fine too," Laura said. Anne nodded.

"Thanks, Mrs. Durham. Thanks, Mom. Come with me, Molly," Tom said.

"What was that all about?" Anne said after Tom and Molly left the room.

"I think Tom has decided to do what Molly asked him to do. She wants a relationship like Jack and Sally's. She asked me about it earlier today," Laura said.

"Is it something you can accept?" Anne said.

"Yes it is. As I told Molly, it's her decision. If she falls, I'll be there for her, but she has to make her own choices. Frankly, I think it's going to be fine. Tom isn't the type of young man that would hurt anyone," Laura said.

"That's very true. I'm wondering how he's going to be able to handle it. Tom isn't as strong as Jack is," Anne said.

"Don't be too sure about that, Sis. I think the boys are alike in many respects. Hopefully they'll all learn together. It takes time, but once they sort it out I think things will be fine," Marge said.

"Laura, you do realize that Tom will probably want to get a collar for Molly, don't you?" Anne said.

Chuckling, Laura said, "I think that Molly will want to get the collar as much, if not more, than Tom will. She isn't going to be different from Sally if she can help it."

Tom led Molly to the guesthouse. They paused to say hi to Sally before Tom took Molly to his room. He wrapped his arms around Molly, hugging her to his body.

"I love you, Sweetie, you know that don't you?" Tom said.

"Yes," Molly replied.

"Do you love me?"

"Yes, Tom. I love you unconditionally," Molly said as she looked into his eyes.

"Molly, I'll do my best to be what you want. I won't physically hurt you or intentionally humiliate you, but I will expect you to do what I tell you to do. This isn't going to be on again off again. If you agree, we-both of us-are in it for the long haul. Is that clear?"

Molly nodded.

"Molly, these are my terms. You can accept them as they are or not. It's entirely up to you. When you say, 'Tom, I give myself to you,' it begins. When you say, 'Tom, I take back my life,' it ends. Think about it and let me know your decision," Tom said. Jack gave him a piece of paper with the words he'd used with Sally. Tom committed them to memory.

Tears filled Molly's eyes. As much as she wished Tom would take her as his, she didn't think it would come to fruition. Now, Tom wanted her to think about it. Molly thought about it so often lately that she already knew her answer.

"Tom, I give myself to you." Molly said. "I give you my heart and soul."

"Okay. Molly, I love you and now I own you. You will do as I say when I say until you tell me that you don't want me to own you anymore. Is that acceptable to you?"

"Yes, Tom."

Tom wrapped Molly in a tight hug. He moved her to the bed, lowered her to the mattress, and slid in next to her. They kissed as they writhed on the bed. Tom started removing Molly's clothing and she began removing his. They managed to strip while maintaining their heated kisses.

Molly let out a moan as Tom stroked her sex. She opened her legs and pulled his body to hers. Tom moved between Molly's splayed legs, gripped his penis, and slid it into her vagina. Molly gasped as he stretched her. She shoved her hips up, trying to get closer to Tom.

Rising to his knees, Tom looked down at Molly. She grinned as he moved his penis in and out of her. Moving his hands from the bed, Tom covered Molly's breasts. He massaged her mounds, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Oh God, Tom, fuck me! Fuck me and make me your woman!" Molly cried out.

Tom moved his hands from Molly's breasts to behind her knees. He pushed her legs up, placing them on his shoulders. Leaning forward, Tom pounded his penis into Molly. Each time his hips met her upturned bottom, Molly let out a grunt.

Feeling he could go on forever, Tom pulled out and told Molly to get on her hands and knees. He shoved his penis back into her vagina, slamming his hips against her butt. Molly pushed back, fucking Tom as hard as he fucked her. Molly's breasts swayed and she gasped from the intense thrusting. Tom wrapped her long red ponytail around his hand, pulling back. Molly's head came up and she groaned. Tom was careful not to pull too hard, just enough to let her know he was doing it.

Reaching under Molly's bucking body, Tom stroked her clit. The added stimulation pushed her closer to orgasm. Molly's continuous groans raised several octaves, turning to screams of pleasure. Tom's vibrating fingertips on her clit caused her to climax. Her vagina contracted around his penis, her toes curled, and she chanted a series of staccato yeses.

Tom pulled his penis out of Molly's quivering vagina. She groaned when she felt the emptiness. Tom moved in front of Molly. He gripped her hair, turned her face up, and pushed his penis against her lips. Molly gasped for air, but managed to take Tom's member onto her mouth. She clamped her lips around his shaft, moaning softly. Tom held the sides of Molly's head. He rocked his hips, fucking his lover's face. Molly fought the urge to gag when Tom's glans hit the back of her throat. She sucked him in each time Tom moved forward.

Unable to hold back any longer, Tom pulled his penis from Molly's sucking mouth. He gripped her hair, keeping her face pointing forward. Stroking his member, Tom ejaculated. His semen splattered against Molly's face. Molly opened her mouth as wide as she could, hoping to taste his hot semen. After three or four strong spurts, Tom pushed his penis back into Molly's mouth. She sucked so hard that Tom told her take it easy.

When Tom removed his softening penis from her mouth, Molly sprang at him. She threw her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his chest. Tom held Molly as she cried tears of joy. She had never felt as wanted or loved in her life. Tom marked her with his semen, making her his. He'd given Molly exactly what she wanted. The unbridled sex fueled her desire to be Tom's woman. Molly resolved that, from that moment forward, she would truly be his.

"Thank you, Sweetie. I love you so much," Molly said between sobs.

"I love you too, Molly. Now, go clean up," Tom said.

Pulling her head back, she smiled and said, "Do I have to? Can't I wear your cum forever?"

Tom couldn't help chuckling. He kissed Molly; ignoring the fact his semen covered her face and lips. Molly's subservient behavior produced a euphoric feeling for Tom. Not only had his love for Molly moved up several notches, a feeling of empowerment did too.

"No, but I'll make sure you have as much cum as you can handle," Tom said with a chuckle.

Tom slipped off the bed. He took Molly by the hand, pulled her to her feet, and led her into the bathroom. They showered together, enjoying the closeness in the stall.

Molly and Tom dressed. They remained quiet, each lost in their own thoughts. The two lovers were trying to digest everything that happened over the past hour.

On their way through the house, Tom and Molly saw Sally sitting at the table with her notebook computer. Sally looked up, smiling the moment she saw Molly. "Tom, may I talk to Molly for a minute?"

"Yeah, go ahead," Tom replied.

Sally got up. She moved in front of Molly, wrapping her arms around her. "Are you happy?" Sally said knowingly.

"Yes, Sally, I'm very happy," Molly replied. For reasons unknown, Molly knew exactly what Sally asked.

Sally hugged Molly. Glancing at Tom, she grinned when her brother nodded. "You're so lucky! I know I am."

Molly sighed. Sally released her and giggled. "Maybe someday Jack and Tom will let us play together."

Molly giggled. Sally released her, returning to her chair. Tom started for the door, followed by Molly. They went though the main house on their way to the pool. Molly glanced at her mom, grinning when Laura looked at her.

"I have a feeling Molly got what she wanted," Anne said. "She looks just like Sally did when Jack took her."

"Now what?" Laura said as she watched Tom and Molly walking toward Jack and Kim.

"Now it's up to you, Laura. Molly is your daughter," Anne replied.

"What did you do?"

"First, my situation is a bit different from yours. I know exactly how Molly feels right now. She is on cloud nine. Molly is willing to do whatever Tom tells her to do. When Sally gave herself to Jack, I decided to let the cards fall how they may.

"I keep my eyes open so I know what's going on, but as far as Sally goes, Jack calls the shots. Sally can come to me or Marge if she needs her questions answered, but only after Jack gives her permission. Marc feels the same way and lets Jack take care of Sally's needs. My husband and I trust Jack. We're sure he'll treat our daughter well," Anne said.

"When Jack is at a loss, he comes to us for guidance. He talks to Don and sometimes Marc. My son is very much in love with Sally, just as Tom is with Molly. I wouldn't worry, Laura. The kids are smart and they'll do the right thing," Marge said.

"So, does that mean you let Jack decide what Sally can and can't do?" Laura said. Marge and Anne nodded. "You don't worry?"

"No, in fact, I feel better about things now that Jack and Sally are in the relationship. Let's face it; our kids spend more time together than they do with us. I know that Jack would never let any harm come to Sally.

"It's going to take time for Tom and Molly to sort things out. They will develop their own boundaries. Molly will let Tom know what she expects from him and he'll give her what she needs," Anne said.

"You make it sound as if Molly has more control over the relationship than Tom does," Laura said.

"The sub has to be very strong. A sub has to put their complete trust in their Dom," Anne said.

"I don't know what to do. Should I let Tom take over as far as Molly's concerned?" Laura said.

Anne and Marge looked at Laura and chuckled.

"I know, I know, it's a question only I can answer-isn't it?" Laura said. "Okay then, would it be okay with you, Anne? After all, we're in this together, aren't we?"

"Yes, I'm fine with it, Laura. As I said, I understand what's happening," Anne replied.

"I guess you would, being that Sally is in the relationship with Jack," Laura said.

"That's partly true. I know because I'm in the same relationship," Anne replied.

"With Marc?"

"No, Don is my Dom."

Laura's mouth opened, but nothing came out. Marge and Anne chuckled.

"Laura, Anne, and I have been Don's subs for years," Marge said.

"I would have never known," Laura said softly.

"That's right; you wouldn't unless we told you. That's why I keep telling you that I don't worry about Jack and Sally. I'm sure that you'll understand soon, Laura," Anne said.

"I have a lot to think about, don't I?"

"You have a decision to make, Laura. Don't forget, you can always change your mind if you think things aren't working out between Tom and Molly. I can tell you it will be very hard on Molly if she's trying to please two people. It'll put her between a rock and a hard place.

"Molly is trying to find herself. Right now, she feels that Tom can give her what she needs. If you pull her in a different direction, Molly won't know what to do. You're her mom and she loves you, Laura. That's not going to change. She loves Tom too, but it's different," Anne said. "Don't you remember how it felt to be a teenager and be madly in love?"

"Yes, I remember that my heart was broken several times," Laura replied.

"Did that stop you?" Marge asked.

"Hell no!" The three women laughed.

Laura looked outside. She saw Molly sitting with Kim, Tom, and Jack. As she watched her daughter talking with her friends, Laura thought about everything Anne and Marge said. She knew that there would come a time that Molly would leave the nest, but she didn't think it would happen so soon. Besides, she wasn't leaving home.

Molly was a few weeks short of her seventeenth birthday. Smiling, Laura remembered that by the time she turned seventeen, she had Molly. She also realized that, while hard, she and Molly did well and that things worked out for them.

Sighing, Laura decided that it wasn't the end of the world if Molly looked to Tom instead of her. Laura would let Molly know that she would always be her mother and that she would always love her daughter. Laura also realized that Marge and Anne were right about whom Molly spent most of her time with lately. That, and the fact that Laura worked for the families, and would be around, made her decision easier.

Laura thought about the first time she met Molly's new friends. She smiled, remembering how Eddie's, and the rest of the kids', honesty surprised her. As she met the parents and the folks from Michigan, her life changed too. Laura gave up her affair with Bill, a married man that served a purpose, but was headed nowhere. She agreed to marry Joel and Molly accepted her stepfather to be with open arms. Laura loved her new job and the freedoms the Graham and Lewis families gave her.

Laura knew that Molly and Tom's relationship was new for both of them. She knew that there was no way she, or anyone else, could predict how long the budding relationship would last. The one thing Laura knew, and the most important thing, was that Molly was happier than she'd ever been. Laura welcomed Molly's rapid transformation from a young girl, headed for trouble, to what she was becoming. Her daughter quit smoking and started taking care of herself-physically and emotionally. So, if Molly wanted to 'give herself' to Tom, how bad could it be?

Smiling to herself, Laura knew that there were girls, girls Molly's age, that made decisions that were much worse than the one Molly seemingly made. She knew of other girls that took a path that led to drug use, unwanted pregnancy, and things that Laura didn't want to think about where it concerned her daughter. Laura had once worried that Molly was heading in the wrong direction when she dated Lenny, but that was no longer a concern.

Then, Laura thought about her upcoming marriage to Joel. She loved him and knew that she would do whatever it took to make Joel happy. Laura also knew she wouldn't deny Joel. She would do anything he asked her to do as long as it was legal or didn't cause her harm. How was that different from the relationship Molly wanted with Tom?

"Are you still with us, Laura?" Marge said.

Chuckling, Laura nodded. "I was thinking about Molly."

"You know she'll be okay, don't you?" Anne said. "As I said, Tom would never hurt her."

"I know. That's why I'm going to accept what Molly wants," Laura said. "Well, I guess I should get going. I have a few things to do at home."

"Okay, we'll see you in the morning. By the way, Anne and I are very grateful for the way you're taking care of the house and for your wonderful baking. Please don't feel you have to bake for us, it isn't part of the job," Marge said.

"I bake for the same reason I clean your house. I love it!" Laura said.

Laura got up. She walked outside and toward the pool. Molly saw her mom coming, got up, and said, "Is it time to go, Mom?"

"I don't know, Molly," Laura replied. "I'm going home, but I don't know what you're going to do." Molly furrowed her brow. Laura smiled. "Have you asked Tom what he wants you to do?"

Molly's mouth began to move, but no sound came out. She looked at her mom, smiling when Laura winked. Molly turned around, moving toward Tom, Jack, and Kim.

"Um, Mom is going home. What do you want me to do?" Molly said to Tom.

Tom stood up. He put his arms around Molly and gazed into her eyes. "You go home with your mom today. When you come back in the morning, bring some clothing to keep here. If I'm asleep when you get here, just get into bed," Tom said and then he kissed Molly. "I love you, Sweetie."

"I love you too, Tom. I'll see you in the morning." Molly looked past Tom at Kim and Jack. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Molly, see you tomorrow," Kim said. Jack also said goodbye.

Tom released Molly after giving her another kiss. He walked with Molly and Laura as they headed to the house. After saying goodbye to Marge and Anne, the three of them went outside.

"Can I say goodbye to Sally?" Molly asked Tom. He nodded and Molly giggled.

Molly went to the guesthouse. She went inside to tell Sally that she would see her the next day. Sally gave Molly a hug, smiled, and said, "See you later, Molly." Sally and Molly took a few moments to talk about the fishing club meeting.

"I won't hurt her, Mrs. Durham. I love Molly," Tom said.

"Yes, I know you do, Tom. After talking with your mom and Aunt Marge, I've decided that Molly is free to do what she wants concerning your relationship. You're in charge of her now," Laura said.

"Um, thanks, but you're her mom," Tom said.

"Yes, and I always will be. I love Molly more than anything in the world. Tom, I trust both of you to do the right things in life. I know that things change over time. I also know that the relationship between you and Molly may not last forever. No matter what you two do, make sure that you don't regret your choices."

"Do you think we're doing the right thing?" Tom asked.

"Molly came to me with the same question. I'll give you the same answer I gave her. It isn't important what I think-what's important is what you two think. You two have to make your own decisions and live with those decisions. Your parents and I will always be here if you want to talk," Laura said.

"Thanks, Mrs. Durham," Tom replied.

Molly came bouncing out of the house. Tom held his arms open for her and she pressed herself against his chest. "I'll see you tomorrow, Baby," Tom said.

"Okay, I'll be here," Molly said. She kissed Tom. "I love you!"

"I love you too." Tom let go of Molly so she could leave. After Laura pulled away, Tom went into the house.

"Mom, do I have time to go shopping before dinner?" Tom said.

"Yes, you have a couple hours. Where are you going?" Anne replied.

"I want to go to a jeweler's. I want to get something for Molly."

Anne and Marge chuckled. They didn't have to ask what Tom wanted to get for his girlfriend.

"I have to call dad to make sure I can spend some money," Tom said.

"No you don't. You get what you want," Anne said. "You have your credit card."

"Thanks, Mom," Tom said. He went to the pool to talk to Jack.

Tom asked Jack to go with him. The two boys went through the house to let their moms know they were leaving. Tom drove while Jack sat in the front seat with him. On the way, Tom asked Jack several questions. He wanted to know how to make Molly happy.

"Do you still tell Sally what to wear?" Tom asked Jack.

"Yeah, I do most of the time. She really likes it when I do."

"Do you think I should do the same thing with Molly?"

Jack chuckled and said, "She'll let you know, Tom. By the way, I told Sally that when we're fishing, she doesn't have to ask me if it's okay to do things. You might want to give Molly the same freedom."

Tom nodded. He drove to Worth Street, found a jewelry store, and parked the Suburban. He and Jack walked into the store. They walked up to the counter, standing there waiting for someone to help them.

"How can I help you two?" The saleswoman stood behind the counter looking at Jack and Tom.

"I'm interested in something for my girlfriend. I'm looking for a collar," Tom replied. He felt nervous making the strange request.

"I see. We have a few things that may suit your need. Give me a moment," The classy woman said. She went into the back of the store, returning with a case.

The saleswoman placed the case on the counter, opening it toward the two boys. "May I ask who referred you?"

"No one referred us. We saw the store and came in. Why?" Tom said.

"We don't get much walk-in traffic for items like these. In fact, we are the only jewelry shop in West Palm that caters to people that need collars," the woman said with a smile. "I have to say that we've never had someone as young as you shopping for one of these.

"Now, if you don't see anything you like, we can custom design anything you want. These are all unique. Our jeweler designed them and we never repeat a pattern. If you'll notice, there is an area for a name or initial."

Leaning over, Tom looked at selection of gold necklaces. He studied the designs, noting the intricate work. When the woman told Tom he could touch them, he picked one up. The half-inch gold band felt very delicate. He noted the subtle design woven into the strands of gold. Much like his sister's collar, this one contained tiny figures. Each of the figures knelt facing the area where Tom's initial would go. The girls in the design held their heads up with their hands folded in front of them. There was one girl on each side of the blank area.

Tom looked over each of the collars. On some of them, the figures depicted girls in bondage or other humiliating positions. After reviewing all of the gold collars, Tom returned to the first one he examined.

"What do you think, Jack?" Tom asked.

"I like that one too. Some of them are too far-out for me," Jack replied. "You want her to wear it with pride, don't you?"

"Yeah, I sure do," Tom replied. He glanced at the woman. "How long will it take to have my initial added?"

"We can have it ready in an hour or so. Do you want a clasp?" the woman said. Tom shook his head. "Okay, what initial or do you want a name?"

"Can you put two initials on it?" Tom asked. The woman nodded. "I'd like TL put on it."

"When would it be convenient for you to bring your sub in?" the woman asked. She smiled at Tom's reaction. "She must be your first."

"Um, yeah. We can be here tomorrow if that's okay," Tom replied.

"That's fine. It'll be ready anytime after ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I'll need a deposit before I can add the initials," the woman said.

Tom took his credit card out of his wallet. Handing it to the woman, he said, "I'll pay for it now. If my girlfriend wants something different, will I receive any credit for this one?"

"She will love it, Sir. Trust me," the woman replied with a smile.

After completing the transaction, Tom and Jack left the store. On the way home, Tom said, "I hope Molly likes it."

Laughing, Jack said, "You're kidding, right? You know that Molly is going to love it. Tom, it's the thought, not the jewelry that counts. If Molly feels the way I think she does about you, she's going to go ape-shit! I know that Sally did."

"Some of those collars were weird, weren't they?" Tom said.

"Yeah, but some people are into that. They practice BDSM. I read about that crap when I researched Dom/sub relationships. I could never do anything like that. I guess a little mild bondage is okay, you know, tying Sally up and fooling around. That pain and humiliation crap isn't me."

"Yeah, it isn't me either. I could never hurt Molly. I've done a little reading, but it's obvious I need to do more."

"Tom, I've found that with Sally, it's all about love. I've learned to enjoy telling Sally what I want because she loves it. Don't worry about too much right now. As I said before, you and Molly will sort it out. What works for Sally and me might not work for you and Molly," Jack said. He laughed. Reaching over, he put his hand on Tom's shoulder. "Trust me. Molly will let you know what she wants."

"You keep saying that. I always thought you were the dominant part of your relationship with my sister. I guess I was wrong."

"No, I am the dominant member of our relationship. I tell her to do exactly what she wants me to tell her."

Tom smiled. He began realizing that what Molly wanted might not be too hard for him to provide her.

"I've read about many Dom/sub lifestyles. Most of them are what they call scenes. The couples play out the scenes, but they don't live that way. Many of them involve bondage and discipline too. That doesn't work for me," Jack said.

"I guess I need to do some reading too," Tom said.

"Yup, wouldn't hurt. When are you planning to take Molly to the jewelers?" Jack said.

"Tomorrow morning. I want to give her the collar as soon as I can," Tom replied.

Jack nodded. He smiled as he remembered Sally's excitement when he gave her the collar.

After dinner, Tom went to his room. He rearranged a few drawers in the dresser to make room for Molly's clothes. He also made sure there was ample room in his closet. Next, Tom went to his bathroom. He looked around, wondering if Molly would have the same things on the counter and in the drawers that Kim did when they shared a room.

Tom sat on his bed with his notebook computer. He began searching the internet for information on dominance and submission. As he read the articles he found, Tom realized that his relationship with Molly didn't have to be the stereotypical BDSM lifestyle he'd imagined. By the time he finished, Tom felt much better about how things could turn out with Molly.

Tom went out to the living room. He sat on the couch next to Kim. Kim, Jack, and Sally watched television in the darkened room.

"What's on?" Tom said.

"We're watching a program about hunting. I don't care about hunting, but it's the kind of program I think we can produce only ours will be about fishing," Sally said. "This is the Outdoor channel."

"Do you think we can do it?" Tom asked his sister.

"I think we can do anything we want to do if we're willing to work hard. From what I've read, producing a show isn't as hard as you might think it is. We need to find sponsors that are willing to advertise, but I don't think that will be too hard.

"I guess we need to decide if we're willing to put forth the effort. Maybe we can talk about it on Saturday while we're fishing. I think that Randy and Fran can help us too," Sally said.

"I agree with Sally. I've been watching these shows this evening. We can do the same things they do. If you watch them for a while, you'll see," Kim said.

The four teens watched several of the shows. They discussed their options, each of them voicing their ideas. At eleven, they all decided to go to bed.

"Kathy, Jenny, Brad, and Eddie are going to be here tomorrow at about noon. They're going to hang around and have dinner with us. Then we're all going to our meeting," Kim said.

"That's cool," Tom said. "I'll see you guys in the morning."

Molly slipped into Tom's room at six in the morning. She stripped off her clothing and slid into bed. Trying to keep from waking Tom, she snuggled against him. Tom put his arm over her, pulling Molly against his chest. The two slept for two hours. Tom woke up and kissed Molly's shoulder.

"Good morning, Sweetie," Tom said.

Molly rolled over and kissed Tom. "Good morning."

"I'll be back in a minute. I have to pee," Tom said and then he chuckled.

Finished with his morning needs, Tom called for Molly. She came into the bathroom, smiling when Tom opened the door to the shower. She got in and waited for Tom to join her.

Tom stood under the water, letting it flow over his body. "Wash me, Baby," Tom said.

Molly giggled as she picked up the shampoo. Standing on her toes, she shampooed his hair. After finishing his hair, Molly began washing Tom's body. She spent a few extra minutes washing his penis, stroking it to hardness. Tom pushed her hands away, telling Molly it would have to wait. Tom washed Molly when she finished washing him.

"Did you bring clothes?" Tom said as Molly dried him.

"Yes, I have several outfits in the car. I didn't want to make too much noise when I came in this morning," Molly said.

"Let's get dressed and get your thing. I want to make sure you brought things I approve of," Tom said.

Molly grinned as she nodded. She and Tom put on their clothes. After they dressed, they went outside. Molly opened the trunk. She reached in and removed two plastic bags of clothing. Tom took the items on hangers from the backseat. They took the things into Tom's bedroom. He hung her clothes in the closet and turned to Molly.

"Put your stuff on the bed," Tom said.

Molly emptied the contents of the bags on the bed. Tom sat on the edge of the bed and began sorting through her things.

"You can put your stuff in the drawers in the left side of the dresser. I made room for you," Tom said.

"Are these clothes okay?"

"Yes, they'll do for now. We'll go shopping in a couple days so I can get you new things, things I want you to wear," Tom said.

Molly carefully folded her panties, bras, tee shirts, and shorts. She placed them in the drawers while Tom watched.

"What did your mom say to you last night?" Tom said.

"Mom said she was happy for me," Molly replied.

"Are you still sure about this, Sweetie?" Tom said.

Molly came over to Tom. She sat down next to him, twisting so she could look into his eyes. "Tom, I have never been as sure of anything before. I love you and, because you're willing to do what you're doing, I know you love me. Whatever you want from me I'll give you-just tell me what it is."

Tom smiled as he nodded. "When we're fishing, you're free to do what you want." Tom grinned. "That is within reason. You don't have to ask me for permission or wait for me to tell you what to do."

"Whatever you say, Tom."

"Good, now that we understand that, I want to talk to you about how I want you to dress. I like skirts and dresses. You can wear shorts and pants, but only if you ask me first. I don't want you to wear your skirts too short. I like thongs, but I also like panties as long as they're silky. I don't like bras that have too much padding.

"You can wear any tops you like, as long as they're tight enough to show off your great boobs. Not sluty, but I want them sexy. Any questions?" Tom said.

"No, I understand. If I do wear something you don't like, let me know," Molly said.

"Don't worry, I will. Now, if you have everything put away, we can go get breakfast," Tom said.

"May I make the bed first?"

Tom nodded. "I'll wait for you in the living room. I have an idea, when you're here, or when you come in the morning, you can make a pot of coffee here."

Molly nodded as she began making the bed. Tom went to the living room, sitting in a chair to wait. Kim came out of her room. She stopped in the living room and looked at her cousin. "How are things going?" Kim said.

"Wonderful, Kim."

"That's great, Tom. Make sure you take care of Molly. You know we all love her, don't you?" Kim said. Tom smiled and nodded. "I'm going to see what Mrs. Durham made this morning. See you in a few."

Molly came into the room. Tom got up and they went to the main house. Jack and Sally were already at the table, eating a piece of fresh strudel. Kim stood at the counter, pouring coffee.

The teens ate breakfast with Anne, Marge, and Laura. Jeri and April showed up. They ate while telling the teens that they were going to the boatyard to make sure Tomiko was ready for Friday.

After breakfast, Tom pulled Jack aside. "I'm going to take Molly to the jewelers. Anything I should know?"

"No, just make sure it's what Molly wants. Make sure she's wearing what you want her to wear too," Jack said.

Tom smiled as he nodded his head. "Thanks."

"Mom, I'm going to take Molly shopping," Tom said. "We'll be back in an hour or so."

"Okay, Son, we'll see you later," Anne replied.

Tom glanced at Molly. She got up and followed him to the garage. They got into the Suburban and left.

"Where are we going? I mean may I ask where we're going?" Molly said.

"You can ask, but I'm not going to tell you. It's a surprise, Sweetie," Tom replied. "You can slid over here and sit next to me."

Giggling, Molly released her seatbelt. She slid next to Tom, fastening the lap belt around her. Tom put his hand on her knee, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Do you know what a safe word is?" Tom said.

"No I don't."

"A safe word is a word we'll use when we're fooling around. If you want to stop what I'm doing, you just say the safe word. If you do, I'll stop-no matter what. Now, if you want me to slow down, but not stop, you'll use our caution word.

"Our safe word is ketchup. Our caution word is mustard. You know, red for stop, yellow for caution. Do you understand?" Tom said.

"Yes, but I don't understand why we need them."

"Maybe we won't need them, Molly. I just want to make sure we have a safe and a caution word in case we do. I did some reading last night and learned a lot. Some people that have a dominant submissive relationship role-play. If we do, I want to make sure we don't go too far," Tom said.

"What kind of role-playing?" Molly asked as she grinned.

"I don't know. We could play master, slave. We could play teacher, student. Who knows? I might want to tie you up and have my way with you. The one thing you can count on is that I won't intentionally cause you pain."

"A little pain might be fun. You know, spanking or something like that," Molly said with a giggle.

Tom laughed. He pulled into a parking space and shut off the truck. Turning to Molly, Tom said, "Molly, I love you. I want to make sure that you've thought about what we're doing. I want to make sure it's what you want."

"It's about the only thing I've thought about, Baby. It's what I want more than anything," Molly said.

"Molly, this is the last time I'll ask you about this. You've made your decision and so have I," Tom said.

Tom gave Molly a kiss. He told her to get out as he opened his door. Molly slid over, getting out of the Suburban on the driver's side. She made sure her skirt rose high on her legs. Tom smiled and winked.

Taking Molly's elbow, Tom led her to the jewelry store. He opened the door for her, guiding her inside. The woman that waited on Tom the day before saw him. She smiled, waving Tom and Molly over to the counter.

"Good Morning, Mr. Lewis. I take it this is your sub," the woman said.

Tom nodded. "Yes, this is Molly." Molly moved closer to Tom.

"Very well, follow me."

The woman unlatched a half-door, holding it open for Tom and Molly. She latched the door and led the young couple to a door at the rear of the shop. Tom guided Molly past the woman and into a small room. He glanced at a mirror-covered wall, the small round stool in the room, and he noticed another door.

"Sit there," the woman said to Molly. "Mr. Lewis and I will be right back."

The saleswoman led Tom through the second door. She closed the door and turned to Tom.

"I take it Molly has agreed to your conditions, whatever they may be," the woman said.

"Yes, Molly is sure this is what she wants."

"Good. Do you want to have her close her eyes?"

Tom thought for a moment and nodded.

"Her top may get in the way. Are you okay with having her remove it?" the woman said. Tom nodded. "Great, have Molly remove her top and close her eyes. The jeweler will be in shortly."

"Excuse me, but you seem to know a lot about this," Tom said.

"Yes, in fact, I have several subs of my own." The woman smiled.

"Several?"

"Yes, I have two men and a woman as my subs. We aren't 24/7 though. I get the feeling you are."

Tom nodded. "I'll get Molly ready." The woman smiled. Tom went back into the room.

"Molly, take off your top and close your eyes," Tom said.

"Why?" Molly said.

Looking into Molly's eyes, Tom said, "Excuse me! What did you say?"

Molly stared into Tom's eyes. She realized that she was getting exactly what she asked for. Smiling, Molly removed her top. She folded it, placing it on her lap. Still looking into Tom's eyes, Molly slowly closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, Molly whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Please hold her hair up," Molly heard a man say. She stiffened and blushed. Tom put his hand on Molly's shoulder, reassuring her. She gathered her hair, pulling it up on top of her head. Tom brushed a few errant strands up, telling Molly to hold them too.

Molly fought the urge to open her eyes. She felt helpless sitting on the stool in her bra and holding her hair. Then, Molly felt something going around her neck. Suddenly she relaxed. While she wasn't sure, Molly felt she knew what was happening. Her fear dissolved and she smiled.

Someone put a cold piece of metal against the back of her neck. She heard the hiss of the torch as the jeweler soldered the collar. A few moments later, Tom told Molly she could open her eyes.

Molly opened her eyes. She stared into the mirror-covered wall, noticing Tom standing behind her. Releasing her hair, Molly gently touched the flexible gold collar. She began to cry as she stood up to get closer to the mirror.

"It's beautiful, Tom. Thank you," Molly said. Her voice cracked.

Tom turned Molly around. He hugged her, kissing her nose. "You're mine now, Sweetie."

"I know I am, Baby. I don't know what to say," Molly said.

"Tell me you love me."

"Oh, Tom, I love you so much. I will be so good to you that you'll never want me to leave you," Molly said.

Smiling, Tom kissed her passionately. They held each other, each lost in their own thoughts. Molly felt that she could never be happier. Tom felt he could never be prouder.

Molly released Tom. She turned to the mirror again so she could study her new collar. Molly used her fingertip to trace Tom's initials. She noticed the small figures in the gold, smiling as she thought that they depicted her feelings so accurately.

"Put on your top. We have to get back to the house, Sweetie," Tom said as he wiped away her tears with his thumbs.

Molly pulled the tank top over her head. She gazed into the mirror again, touching the collar. To herself, Molly vowed never question Tom again.

"Thank you," Molly said to the saleswoman.

"You're welcome, Molly. Enjoy," the woman said. "Thank you for your business, Mr. Lewis. If you need anything, please come back and see me. I can suggest several shops in Miami you may find interesting."

"Thank you. We'll see you later," Tom replied.

In the truck, Molly sat as close to Tom as she could. He caught her eye in the rearview mirror, smiling at the excited look on Molly's face. He was going to ask if she liked her collar, but he didn't need to.

"How can I ever thank you, Tom? This is the most wonderful surprise I've ever gotten. It's beautiful and I love it. I'm so happy you made it permanent, not that I'd have taken it off if you didn't," Molly babbled as she wiggled next to Tom.

"You've already thanked me, Molly. The look on your face said more than you could ever put into words. Molly, I want this to work for us."

"It will work! I plan to do whatever it takes to make sure it does, Tom."

Tom smiled. He patted her knee, sliding his hand up Molly's leg. She giggled as she opened her legs for him. Tom stroked her thigh. Molly longed for him to touch her sex, but he didn't.

Pulling into the driveway, Tom saw his Expedition, Jack's truck, the boat, and the Lincoln parked near the garage. He used the remote to open the garage door, pulling the Suburban into its parking space.

After they climbed out of the truck, Molly stood next to Tom. She vibrated with excitement, wanting to show everyone her collar. Tom chuckled and said, "You can go show your mom and the others if that's what you want to do."

Giggling, Molly nodded. Tom led her into the house. They walked into the kitchen together, smiling when Marge and Anne looked up at them. Molly walked with her head held high and her neck stretched as far as she could. Anne and Marge noticed her collar, but didn't say anything about it.

"Your mom is upstairs," Anne said.

Molly giggled. She scurried toward the stairs, going up two at a time. Tom laughed as he watched her short skirt flip up, exposing her bottom.

"I take it she's happy," Anne said.

"I think that's putting it mildly," Marge said.

"Everything is great! She said she loves it," Tom said. "Where are Jack, Sally, and Kim?"

"They went with Eddie and the others to get a few things for lunch. They should be back shortly," Anne said. "You should go upstairs with Molly, Son."

Tom went upstairs. He found Molly and Laura in one of the bedrooms. Molly stood hugging her mom, crying. Laura saw Tom. She smiled and waved him in.

"Molly's necklace is beautiful, Tom," Laura said.

"MOM! It's not a necklace, it's a collar-it's Tom's collar. He put it on me because he loves me. He also owns me, Mom," Molly said.

"I'm sorry. I'll remember that it's a collar and not a necklace. Either way, it's beautiful," Laura said. "Now I have to get back to work. I'll see you later."

"Don't forget we have our meeting tonight, Mom," Molly said as she moved toward Tom.

"Yes, I remember. Now scoot!"

Tom and Molly went back to the kitchen. He poured coffee while Molly showed Marge and Anne her collar. They commented about how nice it was. Molly walked over to the counter. She took the coffee mugs to the table and sat down with Tom next to her.

Fifteen minutes later, the rest of the teens came into the house. Jack, Eddie, and Brad placed the bags they carried on the counter. Molly fidgeted in her seat, wanting to show the others her collar. Tom noticed. He patted Molly's leg and nodded. She sprang up, almost tripping in the process.

"Look what Tom gave me," Molly said as she stood facing Kim, Sally, Jenny, and Kathy. She tipped her head back so the girls could see her collar.

Kim, Jenny, and Kathy made a fuss. They told Molly how pretty the collar looked on her and wanted to know if she was happy. Molly giggled and nodded. Sally smiled and then winked at Molly. She already knew how Molly felt. Molly told the girl every detail of her visit to the jewelers. They all listened to Molly, giggling along with her.

"Jack, Tom, the moving company called earlier. They will be here at about one. We have to guide them as to where we want the boxes they are delivering," Marge said. "The furniture and several other things are going into storage until we decide what we're going to do with the property next door."

"No problem, Mom. Don't forget we have our meeting tonight," Jack said.

"I know, but it shouldn't take too long for them to offload the truck. We don't have to unpack everything right away, but I do want it where it belongs," Marge said. "What time is your meeting?"

"The meeting starts at seven. We have to get there a little early so Sally can talk to the president of the club. She wants to make a presentation tonight. That and we're meeting someone from Ande Line Company there," Tom said.

"We should go move our trucks and the boat so the moving truck will have room," Jack said.

Jack, Tom, Eddie, and Brad started toward the garage. Molly stopped them so she could show Eddie, Brad, and Jack her collar. The boys all made a fuss over her, making Molly beam. They all knew the meaning of the collar because of Sally.

The moving truck arrived at one. The group finished their lunch and went outside to help the movers. Tom, Jack, Kim, and Sally showed them where the things went in the guesthouse. Marge and Anne took care of the items for the main house. When the men started off loading the exercise equipment, Jack asked Brad and Eddie to show the men the building near the seawall.

By three thirty, the movers finished and left. The teens went to the guesthouse to start unpacking their things. Everyone pitched in, helping put the items away.

Jenny, Molly, and Kathy helped Kim and Sally. They made comments about the two girls' different outfits and the knickknacks they placed in the rooms. The boy finished unpacking before the girls were half done.

"Do you guys want to go swimming or finish unpacking?" Jack said as he stood in the doorway of Kim's bedroom.

"We've taken care of most of our stuff. Sally and I can finish later," Kim replied.

The teens went to the pool. They went into the cabana to undress and shower. Outside, they all jumped into the refreshing pool. They swam laps for a few minutes before resting in waist deep water.

"You have to make sure you move your collar on your neck when you tan. If you don't, you'll have a band around your neck," Sally said.

Molly grinned as she nodded her head. She constantly fingered the collar, memorizing every detail by touch.

The teens got out of the pool. The girls relaxed in the sun while the boys put on their shorts and went to the small building to arrange the exercise equipment. Tom, Jack, Brad, and Eddie moved the equipment around in the room, making sure that none of the machines interfered with each other.

"You guys have nice equipment," Eddie said as he plugged in one of the treadmills.

"Yeah, you can come over to workout anytime you want to," Tom said. "We used to have a routine, but we've gotten away from it because of the move and everything else that's going on. I want to get back to it soon."

"Do you think that Sally can convince the club to change the rules?" Brad said.

"I don't know, but I plan to support her the best I can," Jack said. "Sally has worked very hard on her presentation. I hope she gets a chance to bring it up tonight."

"She will. I called Tom Gordon and told him what we planned. He told me that he would make sure we had the time we need. Tom and Nate started the club. They still have a say in what goes on," Eddie said.

"Thanks, that will mean a lot to Sally," Jack said.

"No problem, Jack. I agree with her about increasing the line test for fishing. I hope we're all on board for the change. It makes sense to preserve and protect the fishery," Eddie said.

The boys talked for a few moments before returning to the pool. They sat with the girls, listening to them talking. Eddie told Sally and the other girls about his call to Tom Gordon. Sally giggled and thanked him. All of the team members voiced their support for Sally's idea.

Marge called to the teens, telling them dinner was nearly ready. They went to the cabana to shower and dress. After dinner, the teens went to the boat to put on their matching outfits. The girls choose skirts and short-sleeve blouses. The boys wore slacks and short-sleeve shirts.

The girls went to the guesthouse to fix their hair and put on a little makeup. At six thirty, they climbed into the limo and headed for the meeting.

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