One Tuesday night, we were out with some friends for Happy Hour. Kendra had a few drinks, and on the way home she brought up the idea of being submiss...ve once again to me. During the evening, we talked about it a little more and I told her I would love to dom her, but it would have to be on my terms. I could tell she was nervous of giving up that much control. But like most of the thirty-something moms, she'd read Fifty Shades of Grey and asked about a safe word. I told her of course I would. "Fancy laughed and said:"What made her...?" Well, I had English class with her. I was always looking at her..." I got interrupted."Stop. I get it. Ok. So, what about the other chick?" It's Becky," I said."Wait, OUR Becky? You fucked Becky?" She sucked me once... and I fucked her a few years later." What's wrong with you?" Fancy said, hitting me."Ow. Let me finish. We were in Vegas with her sorority sisters... had a good ass time, too." Let me guess..." Fancy started."Yup, seducing me, as only. Now Kirsty knew she wasn’t doing too badly in the looks department herself. She liked to keep in shape and the C-cup breasts that capped off her well sculpted figure meant the eighteen year old student was never short of onlookers. However even she looked on jealously at the amount of heads this girl was turning, mostly guys ogling her tight bum and shapely well-tanned legs. “Who’s that?” She asked her friend Jenny as she ran her fingers through her shoulder length blonde hair. “I don’t think. "How do you feel?" Valentine asked him, smiling a little.He moved his body back and forth a few more times, searching for twinges of pain, of soreness. There weren't any. He looked under the sheet, noting that he was naked beneath it. Again he marveled over the complete lack of a scar or a mark of any kind where he had been shot. With a start he realized that the faint incision on his lower right side, where they had removed his appendix so many years ago, was no longer there either."What is.