Jonathan was a nice person, everyone who met him would say so, and nice, as far as Nicolas was concerned, was a liability for those ahead of him.Livin... at court for so long, Nicolas had had years to memorize the layout of the place, where to hide, how to get into this room or that. It had been nothing for him to slip into the storeroom and secret out the spoons one evening while on the night shift.Living in the same barracks as Jonathon had only made the spoons' appearance under Jonathon's. You don't gain a single pound back before we leave." Done," I agreed. "What are the other conditions?" The whole trip is assigned a safe word. If at any time I give that safe word, we're done, we're out of there. No complaints, protests, whining, or push back. We're coming home and the three days are over. Future slave days may be up for renegotiation. I'm really nervous about this and while I want to be your little slave on this, we're bumping against my limits."How much do I want to do this,. I had no idea what to say. I just stared at him with a blank look on my face..He continued “What's your story girl?”After everything I went through with Dr. Chalmers, I couldn’t do this again. I gave a long sigh before replying blankly “What does it matter how old I am or why I’m out here. I’m here now, and I know that nothing I say is going to change what’s about to happen to me.” I could tell the Sergeant was taken aback. From the sounds of it, they do this routinely. I’m sure he’s used to. Miller would soon be gone, and daddy and I could get back to some prime time fucking. I had come back into the living room where daddy and Mr. Miller had been drinking beer and talking. I noticed the way they both looked at me as I passed through to go to the kitchen. After grabbing a soda I walked back into the living room when daddy asks me to come join him and Mr. Miller on the couch. I sat between daddy and his old army buddy; of course daddy could not keep his hands to himself for very.