He had the balls to go for it," one of the other guys said.I looked over at the door and this big guy looked pissed scanning the bar. Sato came rushin... in and I heard, "No Rob. I did it as a pledge task. You can't get mad every time I blow a guy."He pointed at me and asked, "Is that him?"She dropped her head and nodded. Oh shit. Chuck got up to intercept him, but I shook my head to let him know that I wanted to handle it.I stood up as Rob came up to me. He glared at me."Did you let my. I would cheerfully kill any and all who would confine her that way, but we must live the life we were given. We had to console ourselves that we were still better off than most.Also, Sarah needed another tutor. She had made rapid progress, but she still had much to learn. I wondered if Fr. Murphy could recommend somebody. For a little while longer, I knew that she should continue her general education. But I needed to keep in mind that Sarah had to learn the ins and outs of business. So much to. That however was no longer the relief I was hoping for.Once again mom pulled her chair up closer to my bed, simultaneously pulling the privacy curtain around just enough to shield anyone who might walk in on seeing us, and what she obviously would soon be doing to me. I wasn't nearly full hard yet, no tent poking up through the sheets, and surprised myself when a very wicked thought came to me, one that I was surprised I actually considered asking, and then did."Mom?" Yes honey?" she asked, not. I was barefoot as I often am around the house. I do have really great feet. size eight and slim but not narrow and I am used to them being the object of affection as Scott likes them a lot. So I thought, “let’s see if that’s really what he’s looking at.” I moved across to the other side of the kitchen to near where Brad was seated, sat on a chair and picked my foot up to look at the sole, saying, “I think I stood on something... oh well, may be not.” Brad’s eyes almost jumped out of his head as.