I have to go on with my life now.’ There was nothing else to say. It was harder than I had ever imagined it would be to let go of that letter, to fa...e the fear that without anger to hold me together, I wouldn’t know how to define myself. Anger at him, at them, had fueled me for so long, I was afraid I would disappear without it, as though its weight didn’t hold me back but kept me grounded in this world. I lingered for a moment, remembering all the night he had come in drunk, all the lies he. She knew that I did. I stared up at her in that position as she rode me, mouthing the phrase, “I want to fuck you so bad."All I could do was nod my head like an idiot muttering the phrase, “you can do whatever you want," as though I were hypnotized. My muse grabbed both my hands and held them to the side, then she inched her right tit closer and closer to my mouth. For some reason, I was still trying to be respectful. I kissed her nipple at first, but when it kept coming back I knew she. Would you like to come and have supper again next Thursday?" I would that, lass." Great! Come about six." She took his hands and kissed his cheek. "And thanks again for today."Looking slightly embarrassed Reg left."I like him," thought Ellie. "He's quiet and gentle. He doesn't say much but I don't think he misses much either. He must be lonely but that seems to be the way he wants it."Reg drove up the hill to his farm and suddenly realised that he was happy for the first time in what seemed an. " It is officially the Ambassador who sends these invitations, is it not?" she persisted."Yes, ma'am." Then I will personally approve every name on the list, and every name left off the list," Sharon decreed triumphantly.As they left the meeting the Deputy Head of Mission and the Head of Protocol looked at each other and wordlessly agreed on an immediate meeting. They took their juniors with them and gathered in the Head of Protocol's office. By the end of the meeting they had decided to draw.