”Owen started crying.Lauren rushed over and hugged him. “Who was Brett? A friend?”“He’s the guy who punched me in the face,” Owen said. Ra...mond frowned, Owen’s black eye was mostly recovered but it’d be a few days more before it was fully healed up. “He’s the one ... He took the bullet for me, that’s why it only got me in the arm.”“He’s a fucking hero,” Raymond understood. “Why’d he deck you?”“He, was, um...” Owen quietly muttered.“I’ll leave you to your conversation,” the nurse said.“Janice?”. In many ways it was so much easier forme: she made the decisions and I had no choice but to go along with theride but I loved it almost all the way. Now we have found our 'happymedium,' our level of comfort and happiness and the limits in which weare truly contented. Don't misunderstand me, however, as Vanya stillsurprises me with many things and I never know when something intenselydifferent is about to happen but we know and understand each othersneeds so well now - I guess all true lovers. I knelt on the bed and put my palms flat on the mattress. As she climbed up behind me she said “head down” and pushed my head down to the mattress. Now I was ass up. She began caressing my hole with two fingers, swirling around the sensitive tissue. I began to moan like a whore and she told me “you better not remove those panties from your mouth either” and she fucked two fingers in my ass. My cock twitched and I felt a bit of pain. But slowly I began to relax as she moved her fingers about,. “Mmm,” he groaned. “Something smells good.”“Your favorite stew's been cooking all day.” I smiled then casually added, “Oh, and the sleepover at Kimmy's is all set and ready.”“Sleepover?” Karim frowned at me.“Yes, Friday night.” I gave him a look. “I told you last week. Don't tell me you forgot.”He shrugged. He forgot these sort of things all the time. Of course, I was lying about this one. “What's this sleepover?”“Leyla is spending the night at Kimmy's house. I'll be chaperoning them. Making.