You ask if we are there. I explain no, not yet. You reach to peek under your blindfold. I reach and catch your hand before you can. I explain what I n...ed to do. You put on your frowny face trying to persuade me to let you see where we are at. I chuckle and tell you ‘Nope not yet.’ As I drive up the road, if you want to call it that, we bounce inside the cab. Thank goodness for seatbelts. I admit to you how pleased I am with you for keeping the blindfold on. You smile sweetly at me. You also. He eagerly followed.She led him to her extra large bed, and they both sat up in it. She knew that, despite his growing arousal, he was still in a mood to bitch about Alan, and he was likely to take almost any opening and turn it into an excuse to complain about him. She also knew he was extremely nervous, and she was surprised at just how nervous she felt too. So, although she wanted to talk about the sex they would soon be having, she decided it would be better to pick a safer subject for a. . !" I started and stopped. I had forgotten the offer in all honesty, but if I were going to stay with them, then here was as good and maybe a better place than any. "Yes, I have," I finally answered. "If you are going to teach me Magic, then I guess this would be the best place to stay." Good. When will you be able to move in?" Margie asked."I can move most of my things here tomorrow or Tuesday. I'll also need to see if I can get any of my dorm fee back because I paid that in advance." Oh, I'm. The plaintive sound echoed down the hallway and tugged at Erica’s heartstrings. She knew the baby was fine — she had been fed and changed. It still didn’t stop her feeling like a useless mother. She turned back on her side and closed her eyes. Tears trickled slowly down her cheek, making the pillow wet. Thoughts of how her life used to be flooded her mind with rose-tinted memories. As much as she adored the baby, she missed her job and her freedom. It felt like she was no longer a person, she.