I Dolly Paige was prepared to make good on my promise to do anything for a car repair. The moment I stepped into that garage, I could feel their hungry eyes stripping me bare, mentally claiming me before a single word was spoken. My desperation was so palpable, I would have surrendered to all of them without hesitation. The surprising part? I discovered a thrill in that complete submission. For a little while, I wasn’t a person with problems; I was an object of pure desire, a living toy whose only purpose was to be used for their gratification.