Marsha takes off her shirt. "There, that's better, don't you think? You can look at my tits all by yourself." Come here." That sounds like another ord...r." She sits between his legs with her back to him. He rubs her neck and shoulders. "Mmmm...I just love when you do that." Do you like me rubbing you in front of your husband? What about when I feel your ass or brush your pussy?”"He likes watching me with you. He knows you were looking at my pussy and that you almost touched it. And I told him I. "I don't understand." You will. Just hurry and eat. We gotta go."The drive to school was distracting as he rambled on about a baby and how he wanted me to be extra close to my little sister and I tuned out most of what he said. About a block from my school he pulled off to the side and stopped."Remember, this belongs to me," he said grabbing my crotch. "You fuck who I say and when I say, understand?" Where did this come from? We've already had this conversation. I was dumbfounded. "Today I want. I dont have a wish, its impossible. Only humans can have wishes. Me having a wish would be like you granting one: You wouldnt know where to begin, right? Im afraid you have no one to consult on this but yourself. The waitress came again. Outside, a young woman waved her phone around like a divining rod, desperate for a signal. You could always wish for money, Darius said. People almost never go wrong with that one. What would you like, a million euros? A hundred million? Better not wish for. A voice beside him, calmed him immediately. “To have such anger, without knowing why, seems a great waste of energy.”“Could it also not be, something that could save one’s life?” Greeson threw back.“It could though,” here Greeson turned his head to see Kimon Dempsy in a bio-bed beside him. “One still needs all the energy one has to survive.”“Spoken as a true master,” came a female voice past Kimon.Greeson knew her though nothing was coming to mind. A moment later his eyes flew wide a shadow of.