Want to be my best man, buddy?”“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t ask me, so…absolutely. Does this mean I’ll get to escort that hot dish ...itting across from your fiancée?” We all laughed then joined the line for the buffet.We were back at the table when Nadia told us, “I made a big mistake one day and called Rosalie, ‘Rosie.’ I thought she was going to tear me a new asshole. Know what she said? ‘That’s Steven’s name for me. He’s the only one who gets to call me that.’ Now, that’s true. Unfortunately for me, she loved another. Fortunately for me I found another cheerleader my wife! It's been about twenty some odd years since then and we haven't seen each other. I swear she hasn't changed at all!" Hi, my name is Peter Packer. My wife Mandy is waiting in our car probably wondering what is happening. Listen, let's all go over to my place. I have plenty to drink. We'll order some take out and do some slow dancing." As long as I get to chip in for some of the food! My son is here. The four of them had ridden into the house she had lived in alone and simply lifted her up to their massive snorting horses and carried her away. She had been terrified at first but in her fear decided that to serve them well was her only option. They had kitchen staff and grooms in the stables and it was by talking to these other servants that she discovered what was to be her own role – to be their female companion – to be taken and used for their pleasure whenever they so decreed. The very. “See you in there then, tired boy,” I jibed as I headed for the bedroom. “Don't forget the beer or they will cut you off and I will get all the good stuff!”The crack must have scored because when Jake joined us in the bedroom he was carrying a picnic cooler full of iced beer.“I didn't want us to run out,” was his explanation.“Hmm, what to do?” Sue mused.“ 'Fuck them till they can't walk' I think were your exact words,” Mel reminded her with a grin.“Yes, but how shall we do it? Let me think. I.