I came so hard, I almost passed out." Why didn't you tell me?" Cindy nearly whispered."I thought you'd be angry. Are you?" I... I don't know. I'm conf...sed." Me, too. But ever since then, I've wanted him to fuck you, too. I've been fantasizing about it all week. I imagine watching him take you, here on the couch, and I get so horny I have to finger myself. Every time we've made love in the last week, I've imagined it was him." Then that's why you've been so..." Horny? Yeah." Jesus." So, will you. .. I'm just so confused as to why you didn't react until you realised it was there." I don't know. I've never really felt any pain. In the orphanage some of the kids tried to bully me until they realised I couldn't feel pain. I liked challenging people to punchies because I knew I would win." Don't you still get injured then?" No, I've never been bruised or scratched and I've never broken a bone." Even if I sent you out as an invincible soldier you wouldn't be able to do anything. You'd be. You should see it, it’s like Manningham Park, huge, but all for themselves.”“Was told Mrs. Grainger had green thumbs,” his Dad nodded.“She certainly has, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”“Lot younger than Mr. Grainger too, isn’t she?”“I reckon so, Dad, he’s a lot older than you and she looks more like Emily’s sister,” Sam agreed.“Well, treat her with respect, as a young gentleman should. She’s a married woman after all,” his Dad warned, even as he reminisced slightly of his adventures with. Logic was on my side. I chuckled at her claim that she couldn’t live without me.“You lived nine days without me just fine.”Her sudden burst of anguish from the phone was palpable, and hurt me to the soul.“You have no idea!” she cried, now maybe more in anger.“Then give me an idea!” I barked back. “Talk. Communicate. Tell me what and why. How am I supposed to know, damnit!”“I can’t!”“Why?”“I don’t ... I don’t know, I just can’t.”“Then I can’t either.” I said flatly. “Look, let’s talk in person..