I would fuck Bailey's ass with her up on her knees and her head down. They would learn what was expected of them. This evening was dinner only. No fuc...ing. Tomorrow morning I would begin the day by fucking them and then I would feed them."Just one bite?" I teased Bailey.Bailey glanced over. I waved the veggie and her eyes followed it."It's just a veggie," I said. "You'll feed yourself one day. I promise."I turned and fed the veggie to Justine."Why don't you say something to encourage her?" I. “That’s what you said yesterday, too.”“It feels fine so it just hasn’t been a big deal to me but I will make the appointment.”“You know Robert, you skipped the last physical therapy. I can keep the stitches clean but if you tear it up from the inside you’re screwed.”“I promise, I’ll be a good boy.”Ji didn’t sound convinced. “The body is unforgiving when you push it. Seriously, do I need to get Lavi and Melissa and have them to drag you back to a doctor’s office?”“Did I hear my name?” That was. She came back to the condo I was leasing and never left. A month later she gave up her apartment. five months later, I gave her a diamond. I walked into her restaurant and demanded to see the chef. She thought she was going to be confronted by an irate customer and was surprised to see me on my knee, holding up an open box. The diamond twinkled in the candles of the closest tables.“Sandy, love of my life, will...”Well, I think that’s about as far as I got before she dove on me so hard she. That and I thought of myself as a natural in history so why should I study. I never studied and I was pulling C+ or B- easily. So here I am a freshman in college. A chance to start over as it were. Except that I could only get into a college that was 30 minutes from my house.I probably should describe myself. My name is Alfred Rogers Jr. or as everyone but my mom calls me AJ. I am 5 foot 11 inch male. I do not have a flat washboard stomach, but I am thin. Oh who am I k**ding I do somewhat have.