The pulse had crippled infrastructure, wiping out so many of the things people took for granted. Computers, cell phones, television, the internet, alm...st anything electronic was rendered useless.The resulting panic and chaos brought the nation to its knees. Almost overnight the world had changed to a much more dangerous place.Max herself was different; she was born and raised in a facility called Manticore, a government run agency meant to create a better solder, a super solder. Genetically. “Sorry, it’s just I’ve been accused of it for so many years, and you’re the first person to ever ask.” “Well, you don’t look old enough to have an eighteen-year-old son. You must have been pretty young.” “I was almost twenty-one.” “Wow.” “Excuse me sir, we need you to fasten to your seatbelt as we’ll be landing shortly,” interrupted the flight attendant. “Yes, of course,” he said. “Hey, when you get to the resort, ask for the acupressure massage. It will cure your jetlag. Trust me; I get it. Dziś miałam być kimś innym niż dotychczas, chciałam wyłamać się z postawionej mi przez Niego roli. Potrzebowałam zmiany, chwilowej, krótkiej, mało znaczącej i właśnie to zakomunikowałam mu popołudniowo - pikantno - erotycznym smsem. “Dziś to ja zerżnę Twoją dupę nie zwracając najmniejszej uwagi na Twoje kwilenie i błagalny wzrok. Tym razem to Ty będziesz Moim Sługusem, Moją Dziwką, posłusznie wykonującą moje polecenia.”Właściwie od Naszego pierwszego spotkania wiadomo było kto dominuje. Nie. But he detested the relationship between London and his son. It pained him to see his only son marry a black woman. His lineage would be impure in his eyes, forever; this made John bitter. With great reluctance, John attended their wedding, but he was not happy, not then. It would take the sight of his grandchildren, John III and a pair of adorable identical twin girls to change his archaic viewpoint...to change his heart. In love, Cameron and London trudged through their circumstances and.