Shannon's Leg Slave
by valerafon
A rich man falls for a big strong Aussi.


This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under the age of
eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended by violence and or
sexual content.

The two women watched the wrestling match from the bar on their twenty minute
brake. Both had just showered and gotten most of the mud off. Shannon the big
Aussi was sipping her usual, a cold glass of milk. Ragitta was watching her
friend more than the show and commented, "Girl, that stuff will kill you!"

"No mate, this is my ticket out of here," Shannon replied.

Ragitta shook her head negatively. She had heard it all before.

"Shan honey, how long you been here? ... ... Two years?"

The fact was both women had worked at the Mud Pit for over two years, but
Shannon aspired to bigger and better things.

As Shannon continued to sip her drink and watch the match between three of her
friends and Clyde a large drunk truck driver who frequented the Pit and who
was getting his ass kicked at the moment, sighed and said, "I've gotta keep
trying."

But Ragitta was her usual negative self tonight.

"Honey, you don't think that bodybuilding crap will get you anywhere, do you?
... ... ..And how many fitness competitions you won so far? ... ... ...
..Girl, you need money to do it right! ... ... ..You work all night and train
all day ... ... ... That's a ticket to the graveyard, if you ask me."

Shannon couldn't ague with some of what Rags was saying. The Pit's salary
barely covered the basics like shelter and clothes let alone paying for the
special foods and energy drinks needed to transform her body, plus all the
fitness and exercise equipment, and the travel expenses too. It had all been
just to much to handle.

Then Ragitta scanned the audience and saw the man she was looking for.

Pointing him out, she said, "See that man over there."

Shannon recognized him immediately, he was often there, but he stayed to
himself and never bothered anyone.

"Ya," she said, "He doesn't bother anyone."

"Well, he could just be your angel."

Shannon had been in LA for over two years, but sometimes she just didn't get
Ragitta's lingo.

"Angel?" She asked not understanding at all.

"Ya! ... ... .Angel! ... ... Benefactor! ... ... ..Patron! ... ... ..You heard
of that Michelangelo fella in Italy who painted that church ceiling?

"Of course, he was a better sculptor than painter." Shannon replied.

Rags looked at her friend with a sour expression, and then said, "Whatever!
... ... ... ... .But what he had was a patron ... ... A person who provided
lodging, the best foods, and the right supplies ... ... .In short, he paid the
bills."

Shannon looked back out at the man who was watching the proceedings and in
enjoying the match. He wasn't bad looking she thought. He looked to be in his
mid to late twenties and he never missed her matches. Could he really be a man
liked Rags described?

Then Shannon asked the question that would change her life.

"Why would that man be my patron?"

"Well, duh! ... ... He's a man that's looking for a big strong beautiful woman
... ... ... ..And your a big strong beautiful woman!"

"I don't want to marry him," Shannon replied.

Ragitta shook her head and rolled eyes saying, "Shan honey, sometimes I wonder
about you."

Shannon shrugged and took another sip from her glass.

But Rags wouldn't let it go, "I've heard it through the grapevine that he's
loaded ... ... ..And he's kinky too!"

"Kinky?" Shannon asked.

"Why do you think he comes here? He likes women who wrestle ... ... I know he
likes you ... ... ..Why, I bet he's just dying to wrestle with you."

"But he hasn't."

"Not here, honey ... ... ..He's looking for the right girl ... ... ..He's
looking for you."

"So we wrestle, then what?"

Ragitta had to shake her head again before she answered her friend.

"You give him what he wants, he needs a big strong girl to wrestle with, a
girl who'll wrestle with him for hours ... ... ..Maybe dominate him too ...
..And then after awhile, you casually mention you need money ... ... Shit!
It'll be easy."

"Let me get this straight ... ... I take him to wrestling heaven ... ... And
he becomes my patron."

"That's it! ... ... Now you got it!"

This time it was Shannon who shook her head and rolled her eyes.

Ignoring Shannon's attitude, Ragitta continued, "Now here's what you do ...
... .You sashay over there and ask him if you can sit down ... ... ..And I can
guarantee you that he'll say yes ... ... ... Then you introduce yourself, sort
of casual like ... ... And then you ask him if he wants to wrestle here at the
Pit?"

"But he'll say no!"

"That's what we want, honey! ... ... .That's what we want! ... ... ... Then
you asks him if he would like a match more private like ... ... ..Got it? ...
... ... Then he's yours!"

Shannon hesitated and Rags added, "Do you want to stay here for the rest of
your life? ... ... ..Or do you want to travel the world as Ms. Fitness or
whatever they call it."

Shannon took a deep breath, gulped down the rest of her milk, and got up and
started moving towards the man.

"That's it! ... ..That's the spirit!" And Rags slapped her butt as she went
by.

Shannon strutted her stuff as she walked over to the man. She was wearing a
short miniskirt and she had everyone's eye as she moved. A man at a nearby
table recognized her and yelled, Hey Shan! Come on over, honey, and I'll buy
you a drink."

She ignored him, and walked up to her target and stopped. He looked up at her
and smiled. She wondered what he was thinking. If she only knew.

"Hi there, do you mind if I sit down?"

"Not at all," he said and got up and offered her a chair like she was a real
lady, and she liked that.

He called the waitress over and began to order for her, but she declined. When
she was comfortable, she initiated the conversation.

"I'm Shannon ... ... ..I've seen you here a lot and I was wondering if you'd
like a match?"

"Shannon, you are my favorite and I'm going to be kicking myself for this, but
it's a little too public here."

She could here the sadness in his voice. He really did want to wrestle with
her. So she changed her tact.

"You don't think I'm too big, do you?"

"No, No ... .I love big women! ... ... ... Your perfect! ... ..They have you
billed at six feet and one eighty ... ... Are those measurements accurate?"

"You bet ya, mate! ... ... ... .I'm into bodybuilding and fitness too and that
really piles on the muscle."

Then she flexed her arm and made a muscle for him."

"Go ahead and feel it," she told him proudly.

He was hesitant at first but he really couldn't help himself. While he felt
it, Shannon was thinking he really is a nice guy.

Finally, he said, "That's amazing! ... ... ... You're amazing!"

Then Shannon countered by saying, "Thanks ... ... ..If you think my arms are
big, you should feel my legs, their mankillers."

Her statement seemed to beguile him for a moment, and Shannon thought, so he's
a leg man."

"Then Shannon asked, "How tall are you."

He blushed, but he told her, "I'm five seven and one forty five."

Then she told a little white lie, "Don't be embarrassed, "My last boyfriend
was no bigger than you."

"Really, I really like bigger women ... ... I guess you can say it's a
weakness of mine."

Shannon gave him a big smile and then she asked sort of coyly, "Would you like
to wrestle? ... ..privately."

"His eyes widened and he said excitedly, "Oh, yes!"

Then she suggested, "Well, there's no better time than the present ... ...
.Are you married! ... ... ..Do you have a place?"

"No, and yes in that order ... ..I'm not married and I have a place ... ... .A
rather large place."

Then she hit him with her bombshell. "Good! ... ... How about tonight?"

"I'd like that," he stammered."

"Then it's settled ... ... ..I can either ride with you or take my car ... ...
I'm through in an hour."

"You can come with me ... ... .My driver will take you home ... ... .By the
way, I'm Tom ... ... Tom Duggan."

She got up to leave, but she bent down instead right over his face and
whispered, "Don't let my legs get you ... ... They'll eat you alive." And then
she winked.

She thought he was going to faint after her little suggestive retort and she
chuckled to herself as she walked back to tell Rags the whole story.

Later, Tom and Shannon walked out the door together, and a chauffeur driven
limousine pulled right up. Tom opened the door to the back seat and Shannon
got in followed by Tom.

He introduced the chauffeur immediately, "This is Brady my driver." He was an
older black gentleman who tipped his hat in the mirror and then his eyes
stayed on the attractive women for a moment or two longer.

Tom activated the tinted window which gave them complete privacy.

The limo was very comfortable and Shannon hiked up her short dress a bit and
crossed her long glorious legs. Ragitta had lent Shannon her red pumps which
really highlighted her legs even more.

Tom couldn't help but glance down and admire what he saw. Actually, the view
thrilled him and he couldn't help fantasizing about having those long well
muscled legs wrapped around his head and being totally helpless and at their
complete mercy.

"Shannon started to bounce her leg up and down as she asked, "Where do you
live, Tom?"

His reply stunned her, "I have a place in Beverly Hills ... ... ... Actually,
it's one of many places."

"Ohh! Then there should be plenty of room to wrestle."

"Yes, I have a gym actually or I could set some mats up in the game room."

"Is there a tele in there ... ..In the game room I mean."

"Yes ... ... It's a plasma with a fifty inch screen," he bragged ... ...
.."And I have a large stereo in there too."

"Umm! ... ... I like to watch the tele when I work out.

"Well you'd like my gym ... ... It has all the latest equipment ... ... And
you could work out there anytime."

Ohhh! You workout," she coed and then playfully felt his arm. "I like a man
that keeps in shape." She didn't feel much of anything, but she acted
impressed all the same.

"It's not as big as yours," he said and then he blushed.

There was a moment of silence in the limo and then he confessed, "I've never
done this before."

Shannon patted his leg and said, You'll do fine ... ... Your a nice man, I can
tell."

"Thanks!" he said and he blushed again.

They talked for the next twenty minutes getting to know one another, and
Shannon was getting to like the shy man with the strange fetish.

When they arrived at his house, Tom took her on a tour of the place and
Shannon was impressed. Tom had to be loaded she thought. The place was opulent
to say the least. He told her he dabbled in rare artifacts and he liked to
write. He had written several bestsellers.

They both agreed on three hundred dollars an hour for the fee and the game
room as the place to wrestle as Tom hurriedly set the mats down where Shannon
directed. She wanted them near the couch. Tom didn't know why but he followed
her instructions.

Finally, she asked Tom, "I can wear this dress for a bit or I can put on what
I have in my purse ... ... .It's a teenie little red bikini?"

Tom got so excited he couldn't speak, but he conveyed his preference by
pointing at the purse. So while Shannon got ready, Tom quickly changed into a
pair of shorts and T-shirt and was ready and waiting for Shannon when she made
her entrance.

When Shannon came out, she looked unbelievable and she was still wearing those
red pumps Ragitta gave her. It made the contours of her unbelievably long legs
even more cut and defined. As soon as she made her entrance, she gave Tom a
little tour of her body by posing for him, turning several times so he could
see her amazing physique from several vantage points. Tom looked on in total
awe of this magnificent woman and when she was done with her runway routine,
Shannon struck a few muscle poses to Toms delight. All Tom could do was to
look on in complete awe an appreciation of this big Aussi.

Then she took the excited little man over to the mats. When they were on the
mats, she got real close to him smiling down into his face. The top of his
head about even with her shoulders.

"With these heels on, why I must be a good eight inches taller than you," she
told him.

Then she stunned Tom by putting one of her big legs on his shoulder.

Shall we have a go she told him and then pushed him right down to the mat. Tom
tried to fight back, but Shannon knew immediately she was much stronger than
he was.

It didn't take her any time at all to position him the exact way she wanted
him. She was sitting on the couch and he was on the floor with her big
exciting legs wrapped around his head.

She bent over to look at him and asked, "Your not talking ... ... Are you OK
down there?"

He didn't answer her, but he was smiling while he struggled with her legs so
she knew he was.

Then she bent her one leg over his throat and told the still struggling man,
This is a figure four. I don't think you can get out of this one. After her
comment, he redoubled his efforts, but he couldn't budge her legs. To show him
just how helpless he was, she took her hand away from her leg which was
providing leverage to the hold.

"Come on!" she told him, "give me a proper fight! ... ... .Come on! Try
harder! ... Harder! ... ... No, no see! ... ... ..You can't get out."

Tom loved her voice. That accent just added to the unbelievable experience.
Then he grabbed her bent leg and yanked.

"No! ... ... No!, I don't think that's going to help," she taunted.

Then she really powered down with her legs almost bringing his struggles to an
end.

While he was momentarily stunned, she yawned and stretched her arms, and said,
"Might as well make myself comfortable," as she turned on the TV with the
tuner which was on the coffee table.

He continued to struggle as she applied pressure, but not too much pressure.
From time to time she would bend over and ask if he was OK.

A little while later when she got bored with the TV, she told him. "Let's try
this one and she straightened her legs and became more upright for better
leverage, and squeezed him even harder shaking her legs to add to the effect.

Then she stopped and asked, "Enjoying your wrestle? ... ... Although, I seem
to be doing all the work.

Tom found the experience all that he had wished for, but he couldn't talk much
between her legs.

After she weakened him a little more with her crushing scissors, she took him
to the mat for more conventional wrestling. She rolled around with him a bit
on the mat, but even then she was easily controlling him. Finally, she put him
in a body scissors with his slim waist being completely dominated by her
bigger stronger more massive legs.

Every time he tried to lift his head up and fight back, she warned, "No! ...
..Down! ... ... Down!" And she would squeeze him harder till he laid back down

She braced herself on her arms so she could see him better and for even more
leverage with her hold while he placed his hands on her massive thighs in a
passive fashion.

"This is fun," she told him ... ... "Maybe, I'll stay the night? ... ...
..Would you like that? ... ... ..I mean we are becoming fast friends, aren't
we?"

He managed to raise his head up a bit and speak with difficulty as she
squeezed him. "I'd like that," he told her sincerely as she got his hopes up.

She held him like that for a good while, then she said, "Let's try this one! I
know you'll like it!"

She effortlessly moved his body know because Tom was all but done in, and she
took his head and placed it between her legs in a crushing head scissors. He
was lying flat on the floor facing her while she had her legs up in the air
and squeezing his head while Tom's face was very close to Shannon's crotch.
When she had him contained once again and he couldn't get out, she tweaked his
nose for effect. Then she toyed with the man who was helplessly trapped
between her long glorious legs.

A few minutes later she let him go so he could rest. He stared over at the
clock and said sadly, I guess the hour's up.

"Don't you want me to stay, it was just starting to get interesting?" she
asked knowing what he'd say.

"I'd like that he said enthusiastically."

Then she really floored him, "Maybe, you can put me up for the night, it is
getting a wee bit late."

"Sure!" He said and was going to show her to a room, but she steered away from
him and went over to a large pile of VHS tapes:

"These are wrestling tapes, aren't they?" she asked seeming to be very
interested.

He nodded and watched her as she looked through them.

"Show me your favorite," she commanded.

He rummaged around till he found two tapes and handed them to her.

"Shall we put these on?" she inquired

"Glad to!" Tom said enthusiastically and slipped the first tape in.

Shannon had sat back down on the couch and Tom rushed to join her.

"Not there," she instructed and led him by the hand to a special seat at her
feet. Then she slowly wrapped her long luscious legs around his head and
asked, "Comfy?" As the first tape started.

It wasn't at all what Shannon expected. The tape started with a rather large
woman in a sort skirt carrying a much smaller man into her apartment, and she
didn't put the man down either. She carried him around for awhile subjecting
his smaller body to various lifts never letting his feet touch the floor.

Shannon commented to Tom on the woman and her strength as she watched and Tom
answered her as best he could being squeezed as he was between Shannon's legs.

The second half of the tape was total domination as the women squeezed the
helpless man between her legs. The best part of tape was when the woman had
the man in a headscissors just like Shannon had Tom in a few minutes before
while she casually watched the little man try to pry her legs open. The woman
laughing uproariously at his vain attempts.

It was obvious to Shannon that Tom didn't like wrestling as much as being
dominated by a woman, and he seemed to prefer struggling but not quite getting
out too. She decided she would use these techniques with Tom. It also appeared
that Tom liked to be lifted and carried. Another feeling of helplessness for
the male she realized.

After the tape Shannon took Tom back to the floor and placed him in the exact
same headscissors she had just witnessed on the tape, but this time she talked
to the man as she held him.

"Come on, you little pussy! ... ... Struggle! Try to get out!" she taunted.

With his face millimeters from her crotch, Tom reacted by placing his tiny
little hands between her massive thighs and trying to pry them open.

"That's it! ... ... You little wimp! Pull! ... ... ..Pull harder! ... ... Come
on! ... ... ... .Show me what ya got!"

Shannon's legs leisurely moved about in the air carrying Tom's head with them
as he struggled with all his might.

For awhile, she leisurely placed her arms behind her head and watched the man
struggle with her big legs. Finally, she lifted her head up a bit watching him
more intently, and then laughing at his futile attempts as the scene played
out exactly as the scene did on the tape.

Tom struggled for minutes finding new energy but never really having any
chance of freeing his head.

"Your so weak!" she told him as she squeezed him and he tried to get out.

They played their little game for a long time till Shannon got bored and
decided to see the next tape. As before, Tom put it in and then ran back and
sat right at the foot of the couch so Shannon could put him in another head
scissors.

This tape had more wrestling than the last one Shannon noted, but about half
way through the tape the woman gained total superiority, and then started to
wrestle the man very slowly and very sensually. It was like both of them were
moving in slow motion. The highlight of this tape was when she sat on his face
at the end both forward and reverse and tapping his cheek erotically as she
changed positions. Shannon thought this girl had a real personality which
added to the quality of the tape.

As before, Shannon tried to carry out the highlights of the film to Tom's
delight. She even sat her big bottom on his face and wiggled it about for
several minutes.

Finally, she grabbed his legs and took his shoes and socks off in yet another
show of complete control By this time, Tom was really worn out and Shannon
helped him to his feet and then gave him another order which thrilled him,
"Think your strong enough to jump up and put your legs around my tummy!"

"I'll try he said breathlessly," and when he jumped she lifted at the same
time till he came to rest on her waist. She had her hands under his butt for
support, and he put his hands around her neck.

Their faces were inches apart as they stared at each other, his breathless and
flush with excitement and hers more motherly and tender.

"You've been a very good boy tonight," she told him.

As he looked at her he said stumbling with the words, "Shan, this is been the
most wonderful night of my life!"

She touched the tip of his nose in a cute little gesture and she asked, "I
think it's time you show me to my room ... ... ..Can you do that for me?"

He nodded like a little boy and then she carried him out of the room and up
the stairs. He pointed out her room, and then she carried him to his room and
laid him down on his bed and pulled up the covers before she spoke, "Maybe,
tomorrow I'll use your gym ... ..If that's OK with you?"

"Oh yes, he said, "You can use it anytime!"

She tweaked his nose again and said, "Sweet dreams!" And then she turned and
walked out.

Tom tried to sleep, but of course he couldn't. All he could think about was
Shannon and her overwhelming body.

The next morning, Tom watched as Shannon worked her body, he just couldn't get
enough of watching her move and her muscles work as she extended herself in
the gym.

Finally, he suggested, "I'll put any equipment in you might need, if you want
to use the gym ... ... .Anything!"

As she worked her arms not looking at him, she said, "Great!" I'll give you a
list ... ... ... ..And could I keep my room ... ... ..I'd like to be close to
the gym ... ... ... And I'll need special foods too."

"Sure!" He responded excitedly.

When she was done with her workout, she started to towel off her body, to Tom
even that was extremely erotic. Then she walked up close to him and told him
something that thrilled him.

"When I get back, "I'll have a little surprise for you," and she touched the
tip of his nose coyly once again.

After she left in his limo, Tom thought it was all just a dream and she really
wouldn't come back, but that afternoon she returned with her luggage. She told
him he would get his gift out by the pool, and then they both hurried to
change.

Shannon was wearing that tiny red bikini again with those red pumps and Tom
had changed into his trunks as well. While she sat on a chair, she erotically
patted the pool deck next to her feet and motioned for him to come over with
her finger.

Tom eagerly sat at her feet as she opened a small box which she had brought
with her. She gave him a wink and then she pulled out a strange looking chain
that had attachments at both ends. On one side was a collar, and on the other
was a ankle clasp.

"Do you like it?" she asked even as she started to fit the collar around his
neck. Tom's eyes closed as she clasped it shut.

When that was secure she took the other end and fit it around one of her sexy
ankles.

"There now, your a prisoner of my legs," she sang out.

She could tell by his reaction that she had made the right move and she had
found her angel.

Getting up, she strolled a few paces near the pool and Tom had to keep up and
crawl after her. When she stopped she didn't look down at him but rather gazed
out across the pool. It gave Tom time to slowly traverse with his eyes up her
magnificent legs which now completely controlled and dominated his world.

First, he gazed at her high heel shoes and then at the turn of her sexy female
ankles. Then he saw the ankle clasp and the chain that led to his collar and
it was a sight that thrilled him to the core of his being. It almost made him
faint with excitement and he could feel the blood rushing in his veins and his
heart beating in his chest. He realized that he was being controlled by the
objects of his ultimate lust, and it was almost too much for him to bear
without feinting dead away. He even had to fight back the urge to plant little
kisses over her shoes and ankles.

Then his eyes moved up to her large muscular calves which her high heel shoes
highlighted spectacularly. Those big beautiful bulges of sexy female flesh and
muscle so tantalizing close to his hands and lips. They were a muscle lovers
dream come true and he sobbed slightly because he wanted to reach out and
touch that huge muscle so close to his eyes.

Then his eyes moved up to those impossibly large and massive thighs of
Shannon's which were still so deliciously female. He sighed and shook his head
in disbelief at them. He could stare at them forever and that's exactly what
he wanted to do. Or better yet, worship them with his tongue or lips.

Finally, his eyes continued to move up following those delightful contours of
hers right up to the unbelievably round and firm twin globes of her
breathtaking young ass cheeks.

He stared at them for a moment almost becoming mesmerized by them until he
forced himself to look up even higher at his queen, and he found that she was
now staring down at him with an amused smile on her face.

"Can't get enough, can you?" she joked and then she made him very happy, "Go
ahead, you can touch them!"

His eyes immediately went back to her calves and then he positioned himself
closer surrounding one of her legs. Then slowly he reached out and grasped the
huge calf with both of his hands and gently squeezed it.. It felt so
incredible to the touch, but yet so unyielding to his hands.

"Go ahead, squeeze it harder," she ordered ... .."You can't hurt it!"

He squeezed with all his might, and barely made an impression on her
unyielding muscle. Then he started to gently move his hands over it's huge
expanse totally mystified by it till she spoke again, "Now, kiss it! ... ...
... .Worship it!"

Slowly, he moved his face to it like he was scared and it might hurt him, and
then tenderly he kissed her great muscle closing his eyes and completely
giving in to the sensation. Finally, and almost reluctantly he decided to
explore the rest of her leg with his hands. Very slowly and tenderly, he moved
his hands upward relishing in the sensation of firm young female flesh.

Then even more slowly, he began to gently squeeze her legs placing just enough
pressure on them to feel her leg completely till he came to her huge glorious
thigh and then he marveled in the touch of it, the feel of it, the strength of
it till his breath caught in his chest and he thought he might die.

Looming above him were the twin globes of her ass cheeks. He wanted to reach
out and touch them too, but he didn't know what to do ... ... ..He didn't have
enough hands.

Epilogue

Two days later, Ragitta drove up to the mansion, got out, and stared in
amazement at its opulence. Then she shook her head and blew out a breath from
between her ruby red lips. Hesitating just a moment more, she got up the nerve
to knock on the door. To her surprise Shannon answered it. She peeked her head
out only opening the door a crack to see who was calling.

"Girl, you had me worried," Ragitta said reverting to her old self.

"Nothing to worry about rags," as she opened the door wide to let her best
friend in.

"Well, I heard that you quit the Pit, and I hadn't heard from ya, I was
worried for you, Shan honey."

As Ragittta walked through the door she was stunned a moment when she spied
Tom sitting next to one of Shannon's legs and to her amazement he was attached
to one of her ankles with a chain. Shannon was wearing her red bikini again
and Ragita's red pumps. All Tom was wearing were his trunks. Tom did not
acknowledge her because he was staring at Shannon's legs almost like he was in
a trance.

"What have we here!" Ragitta exclaimed.

Shannon replied, "He can't here you, he's busy with my legs ... ... Come on,
I'll explain everything."

Then Shannon started to walk and Tom started to crawl behind still looking at
her legs. Ragitta followed shaking her head as she moved watching the little
man crawl behind them.

Later that day, Shannon and Rigitta were stretched out on some lounge chairs
by the pool sipping Martinis while Tom sat faithfully at the foot of Shannon's
chair.

"So when you leaving, Shan girl?"

"Day after tomorrow, Tom and I will be up in Canada for three days at the
Canadian nationals ... ... ... Were using his private plane."

Ragitta shaking her head for about the hundredth time said, "So you've moved
in! ... ... ... Then she looked at Tom and said, "Now that's an angel!"

But Shannon had another surprise for her best friend, "We want you to move in
here and quit your job too! ... .There's plenty of room! ... ... ... Right
Tom?"

Tom dutifully shook his head yes.

"You see, Tom has a rich friend and he's just like Tom, but he really likes
Afro-American women if you know what I mean. So we want you to entertain him
while were away ... ... ..Right Tom?"

And Tom nodded yes again.

Then Shannon joked, "It could be a real Rags to riches story, if you know what
I mean."

Ragitta laughed at the joke, but then she became more serious, as she looked
at Shannon's ankle restraint and the man attached to it, and asked, "Girl,
Where can I get me one of those!"

The End