I couldn’t go to certain places any more because it would bring back images of Bonnie having orgasms as she sat there on my cock. How we both would ...et crazy and fuck when the urge hit us and it didn’t matter where we were. That summer with Bonnie brought out the voyeur in both of us by fucking in my car in the school parking lot . Late nights getting a blow job from her before I dropped her off at Nancy’s house. I would wake up at night thinking how Bonnie used to wake me up by trying to get. She desperately wanted him to hear her screams, crying out for him to run and get help, but her attempts made no difference, he couldn’t hear her, and the two men were in position to attack him. The two of them combined with the element of surprise were no match. When he entered the bedroom, they quickly incapacitated him, strapping him into a chair. They positioned him facing the bed, giving him a very graphic view of his girlfriend. They wanted to relish in him having to watch as they. Tell me a story," Alex demands.He braces himself in the door of the cockpit, lookinglike he owns this freighter.I can't help but smile. He looks like a miniatureversion of his father. That makes me both proud anda little sad."Are all your assignments done?" I ask."Yes," he sighs, rolling his eyes.I gesture to the copilot's seat. He pushes himselfforward, and floats gently into the seat, moving theway only someone whose grown up in micrograv canmove."Does it matter if it starts with 'Once upon a. . this for thechild... for little Marie... Mae." She held up a plate with a beautifullymade chocolate cake on it. "It is a Sachertorte. Chocolate sponge cakewith thin layers of apricot jam between the layers and chocolatefrosting. It is a treat in my country. I... made it... for Mae."She almost looked ready to cry. I think that showing us her vulnerabilitywas very difficult for her."Oh, Hilda!" I crossed the kitchen and took the cake from her and placedit on the counter. "It's beautiful! Thank.