Hello again. The first ten or so chapters will be updated fast, as they're already written. Just to be clear, no major changes are being made to the story. The only changes that will be made are spelling and grammar corrections. Once the already written chapters are up, updates may be not very often, but just bare with me, please, I'll be trying. I am dealing with college at the same time, haha. Sooo, thank you everyone for the reviews, and alerts and favorites. I hope you like this chapter =) Things pick p a bit more after this.

Enjoy!

-Livvy

The car waiting outside the mall brought Lilly to LAX a few hours before her flight was due to take off, in order to allow time for security; and for her to grab some lunch before her seven hour long flight back to her home in New York City.

As she sat in the back of the SUV, she thought about Miley. It had been a while since she'd seen or spoken to her. It was January 2014 now, and the last time they'd spoken was on January 1st, 2010. A little over four years ago now.

It'd been a...bitter parting, Lilly didn't like to think about it much.

The door opened then, interrupting Lilly's thoughts. "We're at the airport, Madam Lilly." He said, bowing.

Lilly smiled, and grabbed her purse, and took the hand he offered her to help her out, and then went to get her bags from the trunk.

Once he did, she led the way in, maneuvering through the huge airport to check her luggage, before thanking her driver, paying him, and leaving him when she had to go through security. Once through, she headed for the gate her flight was to board at so she could check the times to make sure it'd be on time, before she found something to eat.

She felt eyes on her from every direction as she headed for Gate 32. She was used to it by now. She was average height, skinny, and had nice sized breasts. Her hair; blond, long, and shiny hung perfectly, her makeup bringing out her features. The clothes she had on, a tight and strapless short black dress with one strip of metallic pink at the top, showed off her skinny, sexy body. Her long smooth tan legs ended with perfectly pedicured feet in black heels. Her fingernails were also nicely done.

She was also quite well known around the world, as she had her own world wide Fashion line, as well many clothing boutiques throughout the world.

That's why she'd been in California in the first place, to check in with the LA store in person. She didn't work all that much, she worked Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays during the week, never on the weekends, and sometimes she didn't even work Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. She had many well trusted people who worked under her and kept things in order when she wasn't there.

The money that came in from her lines and boutiques plus the millions she's inherited when her father had died meant Lilly was rich...very, very rich.

Arriving at her gate, she saw on the monitor that the plane was due for a timely departure. She then went and got a coffee and bagel from the Panera located in the airport, before sitting to eat.

Across from the gate she was at, there was the the booth where one could have their slave loaded on to the plane.

Many people waited until one hour before the flight to check in the slaves, and so around her, there were many, attached to leashes, sitting on the floor at their owner's feet.

Lilly could have brought Miley like that, but she decided that it'd be simpler to have her shipped back. New slaves needed to be trained at least a little before being brought out like this.

Passing the two hours until her flight arrived, Lilly finished eating, and then took out her Blackberry and answered emails and calls from her employees and assistant, until finally it was time to board.

She was in first class, and got on there first, and as soon as she did, she settled in to the plush seat, exhausted. She drifted off to sleep, hoping she remained so for the entire duration of the seven hour flight.

Sixteen year old Lilly Truscott walked slowly barefooted through the sand of the beach near her house, where she was to meet her girlfriend.

Smiling, she saw her sitting down, looking pensively out in to the sky at the setting sun which was turning the sky in to a brilliant colorful display.

"Miles," Lilly said, reaching her, and sliding down next to her, reaching out to gently kiss her.

"Hey." Miley said back quietly after the kiss had ended. "Thanks for coming."

"Of course," Lilly said, wrapping an arm around her girlfriend's waist, and kissing her cheek. "Anything for you. Now what's up?" she asked, knowing something was wrong.

Miley was still and silent for a moment, before moving out of Lilly's arm, and facing her.

"We're moving back home." Miley announced, with little emotion in her voice.

Lilly's face fell, her heart falling. "W-what?"

"My father is moving us back to Tennessee." Miley said slowly.

"But...but why?" Lilly asked.

"He found out." Miley whispered. "He found out about me, and you...about what I am."

"A person?" Lilly snapped.

"I told you he wouldn't like it." Miley reminded her. "He's moving us back to Tennessee. I'm not allowed to talk to you after I leave here tonight. Until I turn eighteen. He says once I turn eighteen I can do whatever the hell I want, but if that includes being with a girl then I can get out of his life and not return."

"You aren't going to listen to him, right?" Lilly asked. "We can email each other...and call each other when we can. And in two years, we can be together," She pleaded. Miley would agree. She had too.

"Lilly, he's my father! He's the only parent I have left." she said, and then looked up at the blond. "I don't...I don't want you anyways." Miley said. "We can't be together, Lilly. Not now, not ever."

"You're going to give up what we have because you're father is a judgmental old fashioned man?" Lilly asked, "I thought you said you loved me. I thought you said we'd be together no matter what he said."

"I said that then, Lilly! This is now! We can't be together, so please don't make this harder then it has to be!" Miley shouted.

Lilly looked at her. "I hate you." She said, tears threatening to fall. "I hate you." she said again.

Miley stood, and looked down at her. "Well I hate you too. Goodbye, Lillian. Have a nice life." She said, her voice void of any emotion, as she walked off, and didn't look back.

Lilly had been lying. She knew Miley had been lying. At least...she hoped she was.

Lilly woke with a start.

"Miss," The stewardess said, smiling down at her, "I'm sorry to wake you, but we're about to land. Lilly nodded, and thanked her, straightening up. Her heart was beating wildly, she felt like she wanted to cry. She hadn't had that flashback dream in years.

The following day after that was in the flashback, Miley and her father had moved back to Tennessee and Lilly had never heard from anyone in the Stewart family again. She guessed either they had moved back once Lilly had already left (she left right after graduation.) or the bastard that had stolen away the love of her life had gone back to trade off his daughter.

These thoughts brought Lilly to the ground, and when the plane landed, she hurriedly got off. As soon as she was off, she used the bathroom, before going to the counter to claim Miley.

She showed the ticket to the attendant, and arranged to have her delivered to her apartment, and gave them a blindfold to put on her. She then exited the terminal, and found her New York driver waiting for her. He kissed her hand, and then got her luggage, and lead her to the car. She was home within the hour, and when she entered the apartment, her female, Katrina, was waiting, dressed in the skimpy french maid uniform.

"Welcome home, Mistress. How was your trip?" Katrina asked, taking Lilly's bag for her, and placing it on the table, bending down to unbuckled and remove Lilly's heels.

"Productive," Lilly settled with. "We will have someone new joining us, Kitty."

Katrina nodded, as Lilly's driver set her bags inside the door, and then closed it behind us.

"She should be delivered from the airport anytime now. When she arrives, put the crate in my room, and then undress and get in your crate. We'll get reacquainted tomorrow," she said, kissing the girls lips softly. "Oh, and don't say a word to her."

"Yes, Mistress," Katrina said, curtsying.

"Where's Anthony?" Lilly asked.

"Making you dinner. I cleaned the house for you." Katrina informed her mistress.

Lilly smiled. "Good. Tell him to stop. I'm not hungry. He can put it in the fridge for tomorrow. Both of you get in your crates once the new one's crate is in my room. I'll be in to lock them when I'm done with my bath, which is...?"

"Already drawn, Mistress."

Lilly smiled, "You've gotten much better." She said, and left to her bathroom.

She undressed, and settled in to the tub, soaking for a while.

Whilst she did, she heard when the delivery arrived and Katrina and Anthony moved it in to her room, and then entered the room where their crates and Lilly's equipment was kept.

Lilly got out of the tub soon after, dried off, and pulled on a silk robe, then went in to the room and gagged Katrina and Anthony, before locking the crates and turning out the lights, shutting the door, and slowly entering her own room.