The skies were overcast, but free of rain or snow and there was talk of sunshine this weekend and slightly warmer temperatures, perfect for a dance an..., in my case, a road trip.Connor and I kept our discussions to common place things, silently agreeing not to bring up his questionable humanity. We also discussed where we were going."How did you know I wasn't going to some play with my aunt?" It was the excuse I'd fed people when they kept pushing."Easy. She helps set up the food and drinks for. “Please..please... god... please...I'm sorry! I'll do whatever you ask. I will not try to escape again. I swear! Please don't hit me any more! Please... god...” and she started crying again.At this point I was actually feeling a bit sorry for her, but I have to carry out all of her punishment. She has to learn what her place is and what the consequences of her actions are. I hope this is the last time I have to do this, but it must be done.I told her I was going to move her and that if she. I helped her up on the machine, she was unsteady trying to get up. She straddled the seat and grabbed me softly grabbed the life jacket. “You had better hold on tighter than that and if you’re not going to hold on to me there is a strap right in front of you.” She edged slightly closer, it wasn’t close enough, fearing she would fall back as soon as I hit the throttle I reached back behind me with both hands and pulled her closer by the thighs. She let out a little whimper as I moved her “don’t. Giving a shriek, I sent a wave of water at him, and watched as he ducked under the water to avoid it. He swam below me, grabbed my feet and propelled himself upwards, causing me to rest on his shoulder, as he raised me above water level. I was laughing as he lowered me slowly, and turned me to face him. We were treading water, as he pulled me close to him. Up against his firm chest, my hands laying on his upper arms, I could hear his increased breathing and was sure he could hear mine. I looked.