." He smiled, shook his head gently as the seriousness of the conversation just drained away."Marcus likes you — maybe even loves you as much as he ...hinks he does — and he's a good judge of character when he actually goes out on a limb and makes a judgement. If you were that unworthy, he'd see it, and he doesn't. So if he doesn't, and we don't... why do you?" She didn't have an answer, and before she could find one — it seemed like seconds but obviously wasn't — Marcus was back and settled down. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but I couldn't shake the feelingthat I was too upset about being in prison, too anguished by the denialof the chastity cage, too distressed about the development that I hadindeed been one of the guys abusing Marcus' sister, too consumed bythoughts of missing my mum, that I wouldn't never drift off to...*CLICK*I snapped my eyes open, smacking my lips together as I arose from a deepand restful sleep. I hadn't been aware of the time on the clock when I'dfirst. ‘The world is your oyster.’Yes, it will be.Emma slips through the house and nearly right out into the open of the living room where Heather and her boyfriend are sitting on the couch kissing. She peers carefully around the edge of the doorway, feeling a twinge of jealousy. She wants those lips to be on her lips not his.“I got to go take a shower, bay,” Heather says. “Then you can fuck me.”“Let me fuck you now,” the boyfriend says. “You know I like fucking you with other men’s cum in. The first crane driving module was onmobile cranes and several times I got to take one out on the road with myinstructor and learner plates on, to do a charity jobs. It felt so different tohandle after my little car but it had the advantage that other motorists keptwell clear of me! The first time went well and my instructor, Dave, praised theway I lifted the load, a Portacabin, from a low loader over a hedge and on to aprepared base. I too was pleased with the way it went. We had to wait for.