I told him that she indeed did.He said, so she is your slave.Angrily Liu turned on the man and said that she wasn’t anybodies slave. I serve him bec...use I chose too. He saved me high school from this asshole and he’s earned my trust and respect. My sisters and I will follow him through the gates of hell and make the devil himself submit to his wishes.I asked the man who he was.He pointed to the cheerleader pretty young lady and said that my wife and I are trying to save their marriage. But now. ***Shit. Something had happened and I'd slept through it. Although, from the physical evidence, I think I'd as soon have missed it altogether. I was still securely strapped in the Hyundai, but the horizon was sitting at a crazy angle.I looked through the broken windshield, and thought, "Shit. Dad's going to kill me."I started to reach for the buckle of the seatbelt, and stopped as pain lanced through my ribcage. That was Not A Good Idea. Damn, something was broken. I figured I'd have to wait. " Not that it's ALL fun and games for us," Jamie says."Oh, believe me, I know that's DEFINITELY true," I say, making Jamie andSarah both laugh as I twirl one of my stents in my fingers."And Stuart's SRS is maybe a cautionary tale not to want to, you know,have it put back on?" Sarah asks, making me grimace as Jamie and I stareat each other awkwardly."Not that there's any danger of THAT happening, right?" Jamie asks,breaking the tension."HELL no," I say as I fidget on my mattress. "I've dreamed. Do you?”She smiled and licked her juices from the berry. “I do,” she answered, taking the plump fruit inside her mouth, sucking a little bit and then chewing it slowly. I gave her another sip of champagne and then kissed her. She ran her hands up under my shirt and pulled it loose, her tongue rolling in my mouth more urgently, her hips pumping up and down in a slow rhythm. I stopped kissing her as she slid my shirt over my head, her soft fingers running over my hard stomach followed by her.