"I looked at Monte and lifted my brow a bit."Don't worry Nancy, no lounges tonight." Monte smiled at me when he said that.I couldn't help but to smile...back. We pulled up to the motel and I got out, standing at my door, I waved good-bye to Monte as he drove off. I walked in my room and removed all of my clothes and flopped down on the bed. I laid there for a while resting, thinking of what had happened to me since I got to Monte's town. I moved a bit in the bed and I felt a wet spot from Monte's. I would really like to run as a libertarian or even a tea party candidate. I no longer wanted to win. I just wanted to worry the shit out of them all.I didn't bother to ask how he knew where to find me, it seemed that everyone knew my schedule and habits. I had decided, when I thought the Miami Mafia was after me, that if they want you, the assassin will come down your chimney, so why bother to hide. That did not mean I went anywhere unarmed in those days.I went back to the house and showered.. "To be wrapped in another's wings is considered the height of intimacy for an angel. My husband and I regularly sleep like this." Yeah ... you sure you're okay with doing this?" David asked."Lord, it is part of my job to keep you happy, and what is a better way of doing that than sex?" I guess so..." Lord," Amia said after several minutes of cuddling."Yes Amia?" May I ask you something?" Of course." Well ... I was hoping you would re-consider your damnation of the planet Runos." Amia, we've. The weed not only was potent, it was damned smooth. Three bowls laterwith a couple glasses apiece of the ultra-smooth whisky and I waslaughing and giggling right along with my friend and her beau. I thoughteverything was just about perfect when Brett pulled over his tablet andshowed me that immediately familiar blog. All about those masks, allabout those forced femme fantasies, even that recent one about the guytrapped who couldn't talk while he was lashed by a guy he knew. It wasmy blog. .