Berry collapsed on her and felt like he was only seconds away from dying in her arms. ‘Damn, I’m hurting bad,’ he moaned, got up and...rushed to the bathroom for a nitroglycerine pill from the medicine cabinet. ‘I’m so fucking stupid,’ he said slipping the pill under his tongue and hoped it would save his life. ‘I love fucking her, but it’s going to kill me,’ he thought as Nora moved behind him and hugged.‘You scared me to death,’. “Thank you, miss, that was quite good, and I want you to know that I appreciate your honesty. You showed great courage and I promise that he will not know about it, I would hate to see you hurt again.”“You are welcome and thank you for your kind words, I do not hear them very often from the master.”“Do you mind if I ask your name and how long you have been serving your master?”“I do not have a name sir. He usually calls me ‘girl’, or one of his more derogatory terms when he is angry, which has. When he was in town, she seldom left the house during the day, but when he was out of town, it appeared that she was seldom home. Two years ago, he realized that there were always fresh sheets on their bed for the night that he returned, yet if he worked locally, the sheets were only changed on Saturday with the rest of the linens. He became certain about six months ago when he returned from a week long road trip. As he unpacked his clothing, he dropped them in the clothes hamper. By error, he. She thumped her butt into the bed, then grinned at Merton. “Concubine Julia?”Merton chuckled, nervously. “I’m just glad that, uh, my wife is so understanding.”“Remove pants,” the purple skinned girl said, in a tone almost exactly like the Omicronian who wanted to cut Fry’s dick off in that episode of Futurama where it turned out human noses were used as an alien aphrodisiac and holy shit that was a bit of a fucking reach, Merton. But Merton couldn’t help it. She sounded exactly like that!“Well,.