“Not yet. I think it will kick in when I get home,” I told her.“Master Justin I need you to be angry about it. Even if you have to pretend. I do...’t normally regret or feel bad about anything I do. I hate this feeling. I feel like I betrayed you and fucked up your life. I really need you to beat the shit out of me and call me Cunt or Bitch from now on. If you don’t it is just going to eat away at me,” she said.I agreed although I wasn’t sure I could muster up that kind of anger. I was just too. Rod always hated stakeouts. He had little patience, a commodity absolutely necessary for stakeout duty. That lack made what he was doing extremely difficult. ‘That bitch!’ he thought, while anger churned inside him. ‘She’s going to pay! She’s mine! If she thinks she’s getting away from me, she better think again! If I can’t have her, nobody will!’ He grabbed another beer from the case he’d purchased during his nighttime wandering, opened it, and sucked it down, then he opened another one and. . 10 seconds maybe... before it came outexplosively in a flurry of coughs. I giggled and clapped, the bluntheld between my grinning lips "I knew it!! Muahahaha, I got yoooou,nyah nyah!" I teased.He pretended to glare, not able to keep up the pretense for long andwas soon laugh-coughing right along with me. "That was vicious!" heexclaimed. "I didn't think you'd do it that hard."I flashed a cheeky grin "Why do it any other way?" I said, winking ina comically over-lecherous way. We both dissolved. “How many times have you been?” I asked her. “Just three” Holly said. “I went twice without you…its pretty fun stuff” I confessed. “Oh and what about that internet dating thing, I want to try that!” Holly said. “You want to meet Elizabeth?” I asked her. “hmm…Yeah” Holly said. “She e-mailed me the other day…she’s totally lesbian now” I said. “So you found a straight girl on the internet and turned her gay” Holly said, accusingly. “Well…I think she was gay before I met her, she just didn’t know.