For many minutes she just cried so I went to sit beside her on the bed."It's Frank Slater," she sobbed, "he wants me to give him a blow job." What!" I...exclaimed, positive that I must have misheard her."He says I have to suck his dick or he'll hurt you," she sobbed."Hey, hey," I soothed, taking into my arms and for not the first time I found that she was no longer that scrawny thing I once remembered."Don't you worry about Slater," I said, "I can handle him."Well I knew I could never take on. "I was told they were gifts to the Lost Ruthani. The High King doesn't give with one hand and take back with the other." So a man could have two rifles?"Gamelin knew the answer to that. That was in the High King's field regulations! "No. A man may carry his own pistols as he wishes. He may carry his own rifle or a rifle issued to him by the High King. The High King expects an issued rifle to be returned at the end of the soldier's service. If a soldier has his own weapon, that is as may be. The. “Good,” I replied. “I got to admit I was a little nervous when I first typed these stories out. That's why I wanted to let you know what was in my head. At the end of the day, I don't want to keep secrets from you. Never will.” “I know, dear,” Becca said. “I know.” “Something on your mind?” I asked her, as I powered down my laptop. “It's been a rough few days for me,” Becca answered. “I think I just need to have some fun.” I gazed at Becca, who was wearing her own high school. I had a boyfriend and he and I did, well we did what you asked Ann to do."She stopped finally too embarrassed to go on, or even look in his face. Her faced, still bowed she sensed more than saw his presence next to her and she jumped when he took her arm. When she stood, he kissed her and without another word, they left the coffee shop together. He opened the door of his car for her but only spoke when he too was seated on his side."I know this was hard for you but I'm so glad that you were.