A girl needs to be asked, you know?"Suddenly the room was filled by pounding from the front door. "Shawn! Bob! Are you guys in there?"Bob muttered, "T..., I'm gonna kill you!" None of that, Bob. Go let him in while I get something on." Are you sure? We could act like we weren't here." Bob." Okay, okay, he's in."Bob opened the door. Teresa and TC rushed into the room. "The son of a bitch is gone," spat a visibly upset TC."Who's gone?" asked a confused Bob."Many," replied Teresa. "Someone bailed. Sure enough there he was peeping over the fence towards the bathroom door. I knew he would have a clear view of her when she opened the door. I returned to our bedroom and took off my clothes and got into bed and waited to see how this would play out. I was feeling a little guilty setting my wife up like this but then the bathroom door opened and it was to late to stop, Wendy took a couple of steps from the bathroom doorway out into the bedroom and stood directly in front of the window. She was. I forced my eyes to stare up at her blue eyes. They weren't the same eyes as they were that night. They weren't a hungry spirit wanting to ravish my body. They were the eyes of my lover. My mistress. The woman I trusted to bind me up and love me."I ... do..." I swallowed. "I will submit to you, Mistress."It was ... empowering. I didn't have to be afraid of Angela. She wasn't the one who attacked me. She loved me. She never would hurt me. I loved her. I took a deep breath, my small breasts. "Veronique frowned questioningly."My dad is getting the meat for the barbeque, and my mother is to the park with Timmy. And I don't have my keys with me."This answer made Veronique smile a little, but it was still obvious that she was still troubled with something."Can't you just tell me what's going on?" Sandra asked."I probably don't have another choice. You have to know, last night, a group which calls themselves 'The anti-ADP coalition', have plastered our city full with anti-ADP posters..