My husband will drop me off somewhere downtown and I’ll stand on a corner looking trashy and wait for someone to try to pick me up. I wear next to n...thing and flaunt myself like my inner whore wants me too and then I turn the guy down. When my husband finally comes around of course I play hard to get but I get in the car with him. Instead of going home to fuck me he takes me to the cheapest dive on the street, you know the ones where you rent the room for an hour and have to change the sheets. Gaining access to the White House lawn was surprisingly easy. The multiple barricades were swept aside or overturned and they drove directly to the White House entrance unimpeded.Grabbing her M16, Alice climbed out. Mattie grabbed hers as Lassie leapt from the vehicle and trotted after Alice. She caught up to them at the edge of the Rose Garden. Wondering what Alice was staring at so intently, Mattie noticed three graves in the middle of the garden, marked with nothing more than a single wooden. When the tree trunk came back it had to be squared off on two opposite sides then chisels used to make a hole down the middle of it. A saw was then used to cut two parallel cuts. When this was done the files and chisels cleaned up the edges. One large chisel worked like a plane to make the top and bottom surfaces parallel and flat. The tailstock would get anchored through the slot in the middle and a wedge would lock it in place where it was needed.The headstock had to be designed but it too. I am still bound somewhat but lying down. I see darkness, and then a face comes into blurry sight. It is The Man, looking down at me, or is it David? I cant be sure. I want to reach up, to touch, but I cannot. I call out Davids' name, and The Man touches my face. I am filled with an incredible sense of belonging. I am safe and loved. The beauty of this moment overwhelms me. I am a slave. One who will endure anything for her Master. I am suddenly strong again, I know there is nothing I cannot.