Especially the bananas. I smilingly checked them for firmness and size.The next stop was some booze and they were surprised when I told them I only dr...nk wine. I selected a Riesling and noted the cases of beer they bought. Then we went to dinner. They asked my preference and I thought if this was going to be my last good meal for the next 48 hours it had better have some substance. I said I would like a steak.I was in the back seat of their van and Jasper was right in the back on the floor with. "An exception is allowed if the biological parents and the child refuse the test," I informed her."Who would do that?" she asked horrified. I turned to stare at her."But even your parents have to be reasonable about some things, Michael!" No, Sarah, they don't," I sighed. "They thought that the Institute was just another government conspiracy. They still do." Everyone gets tested!" she spat.I didn't have anything to say to that; I had been dealing with the repercussions of my parents' political. I feel a sudden pain and find myself on my back, my cheek stinging from the force of the blow. He slapped me! He straddles me, capturing both wrists with one hand and pinning them above my head. ‘You know better.’ he whispers. I stare at him for a second, wanting to argue, but I do. He’s told me, multiple times, the stress he puts on proper respect. ‘I’m sorry, master.’ I mumble finally. And I am. I truly don’t want to piss him off. I suppose technically I’m not sorry about the right thing,. .. dreaming ... of you ... and me ... doin’ this, Mike,” Shannon whispered as she planted sweet, barely there kisses all around my face as her long, messy golden blonde hair tickled my semi-awake face. The most beautiful girl in the world was smiling down at me as she was slowly dragging her hot, wet slit over my fully charged thick shaft. Shannon had stealthily straddled my body as I slept, and she was in the process of changing her dream into reality.“Ummm, morning, Beautiful,” I lazily.