You said if I was good I will live to see the day’s end. I wish this very much Sir.” Again in a tiny voice. “Do you know why you’re here?”�...No Sir, I can only hope I can do well enough to see tomorrow.” “And if I told you that you only purpose is to now serve me as I wish, when and how I wish?”“Then I would do the best I can do and hope it pleases you, Sir.” As she spoke she raised to her knees, spreading them to shoulder with, hands sliding up her body to go behind her neck, under her hair,. He had a look in his eyes, she’d seen it before in countless men, a look of barely concealed desire. ‘Well at least someone thinks I’m pretty,’ she thought. “How about a drink?” he asked. She thought for a second or two, smiled broadly and replied, “Yes, I’d like that very much.” Nick signaled for a cocktail waitress. “What will you have?” “Pina Colada?” “Anything you want.” Nick turned to the scantily clad cocktail waitress. “Missy, bring the lady a Pina Colada.” Missy flashed Nick a big. “I have a lot of catching up to do, Sandy, and I’ve got you exactly where I want you,” he chuckled.“Use me as you want,” I replied.“Are you enjoying this, Sandy?” He asked, while thrusting into me.“Fuck yeah, Tristan,” I retorted.“That’s great, bro, because you are going to be seeing a lot more of me in future.” Tristan mumbled, contentedly.For the following forty minutes Tristan varied his pace and intensity. Having finally relaxed, my gratification also began scaling heights I had never. We talked for a little while longer, catching each other up on our lives. Then she told me how some of our former classmates were doing. I smiled. While it was interesting, I realized that I didn't really consider them friends anymore. Not now that I knew how deep a friendship could really be."So," she asked. "What about you? Any extended news?"I silently sighed. I knew what she was asking. "Allen's doing fine." Fine?" Yeah. We made plans to get together in Colorado during my visit." Oh." And.