<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4c50/ek74xe84agd1axk6g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong>Courtney</strong></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Other people's problems: they have a way of putting yours into perspective. At first it didn't seem so bad. Lacy arrival, collared but wanting to be collared, and a voluntary SRS ... nothing to be glossed over for sure, as they are life changing events but...<br/><br/>But I've got that feeling ... that feeling you get when things are going well, but you can just sense a turn for the worst coming. That's what I felt as she talked about her debt being paid off. I don't know what was ... Maybe just the simple fact we were talking about problems, but so far she'd brought up nothing I hadn't expected. <br/><br/>Or maybe it was a subtlety to her voice, like it was building up to something. Like ... like the subtle shift of the music in a horror movie before the alien jumps out. You don't notice the change at first, but as the seconds tick by, it dawns on you that something is about to happen. That's what this feels like. Something is coming. <br/><br/>Pleasant Mistress, no ... Not some pleasant dommes ... no, I don't think that's it. Discovering that she liked to willingly and completely submit ... ok, that is surprising. Never pictured a powerful woman like her being submissive. That could definitely lead to problems, something I'm all too aware of. <br/><br/>Still, I don't think that's it. Anticipating a big reveal, with shock and awe and omg's or tears or something of the sort, I almost missed it completely! Did she just say <strong><em>late</em></strong> fiancée? It takes a second longer to process than it should of, but my eyes go wide when it hits home. <br/><br/>"OMG! No! Not boring me! What happened to your fiancée? Ohhh God Jaclyn, I'm so sorry! I .. I never knew." I say, welling up a bit in empathy.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">O M G! Ok. If she can bounce back from that, there's no reason I can't bounce back too. That's some serious trauma there. My God. I can't even imagine!<br/><br/>"Please Jaclyn. Please continue," I say sympathetically.</span></span>