Because you wanted me to try.You enjoyed watching me turn into an insatiable slut. Apparently, your filthy, up-for-anything girlfriend was irresistibl.... I guess it made you proud that every single one of them voiced at the end, just how fucking lucky you were to have me, to get to take me home.I used to be the perfect slut: eager to please, sloppy mouth, wet cunt, insatiable hunger for cock. But we had a tiny little secret, which we never planned, ruled out, or even discussed. It just happened. So you may be able to sell that to the shooting review board, but I know better. If Terry doesn't make a stink about the agent's shooting at her, I expect we will be prepared to not make an issue of her firing into the boat." Now you have both shown me yours and I'll have to decide whose is bigger," I said."She does cut right to it," Mission said. Hugo nodded.For some reason my hand was in a cast, when we left the hospital. Mission and I were alone in the state unmarked car. I wore the Kevlar. She hoped it would be over, but she could not be sure. Aren't spankings supposed to be on the bare? she thought. I don't think I can take any more. To her relief, he eventually lifted her and let her sit back down on the couch. She sniffled and turned away from him, not wanting him to see her tear-stained face. "I hope you don't think I did that just for fun," he said. She turned to look at him despite herself. "Why did you do it then?" she asked. "Julia," he said, "you could have been killed.. Buddy was a good guide, and a good boy. Buds through thick and thin were Steve and Buddy bud.Steve was scared when suddenly no way was the right way, and Buddy was scared too by how he pressed against Steve’s side, but good old Buddy got to work, and started to guide Steve again through a suddenly scary world full of noise and terror, screams and slaverings and thuds and thunks which went on and on, but good old Buddy bud led the way safely where ever who knew, and only had to break away to get.