”“So assuming we do this and we make it to graduation, then what?”“Then it gets tricky,” I admitted. “We could never be legally married, b...t we could live together. We could never have our own children, but we could adopt or even use a sperm donor so you could experience giving birth. Other than your Mom, we have no other family so it would be easy to fly under the radar.”“Yeah, but what about Mom? She’d never accept this, would she?”“Probably not, but it’s hard to say. Maybe if we showed her. It was clear she’d given the right answer. ‘Good girl. Because if you had, you’d have been out of that door before I could finish the rest of my drink.’ He threw it down his throat to emphasise his point. ‘All Angel’s do exactly what they’re told, when they’re told. That’s the deal. So it doesn’t matter what, does it, Grace?’ ‘No, Samuel.’ She made her voice sound much more confident than she actually felt. A feeling of being out of her depth started to overwhelm her, but that was exciting,. He found her unusually attractive, only a few centimeters shorter than his 1.85, blonde and pale-skinned with a healthy makeup-free complexion, unusually voluptuous of figure so far as he could tell from the severe cut of her clothing, and with level intelligence brimming in a pair of the prettiest and bluest eyes he had ever seen. A pity if we are to be antagonists, he thought. But it is the mission that matters.She saw a proud, self-confident man, clearly well-muscled under his clothing,. He wanted to show me off. It hurt to be leaning back against my cuffed wrists and I whimpered. “What was that, bitch?” “Nothing, Sean.” “Are you complaining?” “No sir.” With a loud “Whapp!” he slapped me hard across my face. I felt the sting for a long time. “Spread those legs bitch.” I started to get scared, but my lust overpowered my fear. I spread, and Joe and Sean could see the wet spot on the front of my red lace panties. “Tell Joe what we've been doing all night.” “Sean fucked my.