It needs to be sane, reasonable, and implementable. That’s not an easy task.”“You’re trying to deal with all of that?”“Yes.”“What make... you think you can succeed?”“That’s a good question. I’m not a prophet. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future. I do know more about the recent past and present than anyone else in the world. I can extrapolate the outcomes of current events based on historical precedence.“I’m not the most brilliant person on the planet, but I have a very good idea of. “Hello. Today? Sure. We will be back by 5. No, I can’t. My husband, you met him at the office, got injured. I don’t think I should leave. Sure, you can come by, I’ll text you the address.” She hung up, fiddled with typing something out, and hit send.“She’s coming over?” I asked.“Yep. I left her voice mail asking if she’d talk to me about something but it was sensitive. I guess she’s following up. I hope I’m right that she won’t rat me out.”Lavi, “Does this mean you’re going to finally tell us. But of course I did it also to protect my more personal interests. Does that make me evil? Maybe, but what options did I have?How honest can a person like me be for her own good? Can she be honest at all? I guess this is all beside the point — I was neither evil nor honest. I was just weak. It is something I hate to admit, but yes — I was a weak and selfish person who needed to hide behind the excuse of rape to enjoy her pleasures free of guilt — and then crave for more.I was a slave who feared. One remarked to Buttons how splendid her arse looked, to which she ran her hand across her butt cheek with a smile and announced she had NO pantylines. The small talk Terri was having bored her to tears. Since she was facing Buttons she decided to get a little naughty. As she parted her legs revealing her bald puss, she announced: "Look Buttons, no thatch!"Buttons laughed and facing Terri pulled down the front of her shorts revealing a blonde patch of fur and came back with: "Let's get this.