Bryan pours two whiskeys then breaks the silence. “Here’s the thing. Your car is fucked up. It’s at the garage and has been looked over. You’r... looking at something like three days, at least, before it is driveable again.”.“Shit.”, Marc says then swigs his whiskey. “I can easily get tomorrow off from work, but I have no idea how or what I am going to do after that. I’m not even sure how I am getting home.”.“I can get you a ride home tonight. And you could always just bus or cab it for the time. As she was walking, Aria couldn’t help but feel her mind dragged away from the station and back to her growing isolation from people, she hadn’t been back to a port for almost 5 years now, stopping only at unmanned deep space stations to resupply. The loneliness was growing on her, she’d always been a lone wolf, more happy to spend time on her own in deep space than talking awkwardly in a port, but at times that growing need for a warm body by her side grew too much to bear.Walking along, Aria. My eyes widen as you pulled out a riding crop. “I did what you said, don’t.”“You dropped the chains and you screamed. Now I will give you a reason to scream. Make me hard again and I will fuck your pussy this time. Of course your pussy will be sore. Sore from the whipping I am going to give it,” you laughed, your right hand hefting the riding crop and slapping it hard onto the table.My body jumped from the noise. I could almost feel the crop hitting me. “Not between my legs, please not there,”. Who secures burger orders? The cholesterol police?"Kristy giggled at my sarcasm, which took me aback. I don't remember anyone laughing at my humor in a long, long time."Where are we going?" We are going to the next city we can find, Kristy. What's the closest city on the back of that tourist brochure I grabbed?" Reading. Turn left onto Route 222 when we find it."As we cruised towards the northern outskirts of town, I pulled over to a farmer's stall and stocked up on veges, fruit, and homemade.