There’s a reason the Institute used him for their dirty work for so many years. If you’re telling the truth, you understand my skepticism. But ......if that’s so, then what do you want of me?”“Simple. I figure someone who knew how to escape from the Institute must know how to get back into it. And that’s what I need to do, get into the Institute.”He sounded puzzled. “I’m not saying that it’s impossible, but why would you want to do that in the first place?”“That murdering bastard Kellogg. "Yes!" she gasped. "Or... Or you could have me over the back of the ah... couch or over a table or something... but it's... um... it's not the same..." "Why not?" "It's not as... intimate, really." I let my eyes wander over the curves of her ass. "Well, I like it this way." "Me too." "Do you like being spanked, Josephine?" "Yes, Sir." She whimpered softly as I ran my right hand over the tightly stretched fabric covering her ass. "Mmmmm... It's one of my favourite things, Sir." "You have a. .. didn't you want those girls?" Didn't you?" I asked, suddenly worried. "Ohmigawd. Is that what's bothering you? Have you WANTED to keep me for yourself but you were only letting me-" No, no. Not at all!" Dawn cut me off. She leaned her head in to mine and whispered a little more quietly, recognizing that we were still in a pretty public area. "It's quite the opposite, actually. I loved those hookups. I told you: I wanted to cut loose a little bit after being all ... conservative ... with. I moved as quickly into place as I could and brought my rifle to bear on the site of the movement. Apparently, he saw me at the same time, and he was not as picky as me about where to shoot. He fired off a quick shot, and I had to admit that he was either very damned good or very damned lucky! He missed me with his bullet, but rock splinters buried themselves in my forehead and left cheek. Again, my luck saved me because my eye was not damaged. The wound was painful, but not so much so that I.