"When are Missy and Damien getting married?" December 7th," I replied. "Don't ask why. I think she chose it at random." Speaking of weddings, Master,"...Violet said suddenly. "I'm going to pop the question to Cindy." She glanced at Mark. "That's okay, right?" Of course," Mark smiled. "So long as we get to bless you at the altar." We wouldn't have it any other way, Master," Violet giggled.I glanced at April; she was happily chatting with Korina. It seemed the teen had finally gotten over her. And then the deepest hug of all, as if each struggles to pull the other inside themselves to keep forever. He swirls the champagne bottle in the iced bucket. She opens up the small card stood upright next to a box of chocolates. “Happy anniversary,” the card reads. She looks at him, a small tear on one corner of her eye, and says, “How sweet of you to call ahead for this.” The crunching of ice ceases. He takes the card from her hand and reads it. He looks her in the eye, unblinking, and says,. The cabin I rent when I go up there is so nice and quiet, set back from the lake about 200 yards into the trees. It is complete with a bedroom, living room and bathroom and kitchen, but best of all, it has a fireplace, for nights that are chilly, like tonight. Strolling up to the cabin from our walk along the beach, its so quiet and tranquil, my bare feet full of sand. Trying to brush most of it away, but knowing as soon as I get in, I will have to shower, because of the sand that had blown up. He could haveher in his control for a whole day, if and only if, his team won the next game.If not, she was off the hook. Last night she told him that she was going to claim her“prize” in the morning. She went to sleep stroking herself and thinking of thethings she was going to do to him. He also took a while to drop off to sleepbecause he was so nervous and unsure about what he has let himself in for. In the morning, after they finished breakfast, she told himto give himself an enema,.