If your poor mother had been more agreeable, I wouldn't have minded for her to stay here. Alas, she could not." But then I would have never met Pelle,... Ingeburg answered with calm conviction. "My life would be much less fulfilled." You love him dearly, I know, and what I saw of him makes me understand you. Neidhard is getting old. Your Pelle can follow him one day as Overseer of the Lands."Ingeburg swallowed realising the magnitude of the promise. The Overseer of the Lands came second only to. I decided that even though she hadn't gone all the way with Travon that I had to do something to make her hurt. I had to do something to show her just how much her betrayal had affected me. And make no mistake here; she did betray me. True, she didn't go through with it, but to me the intent was the betrayal.Looking at the pile of material I had taken from the trunk of the car I had the germ of an idea. I put everything back in the trunk and then went upstairs to the guest bedroom to take a. D. is frequently checked when we go to a out drinking.Our adventure started when she related an incident that happen to her just before I met her when she was 18 years old. She was traveling with some friends when they stopped off in New York City for a visit. While there she met this black man named Lee. He was quite taken by Angela and asked her to go back to his place. She had never made love to a black man before so she was turned on by his attention and told her friends that she would. The second thing to remember is that alcohol clouds your thinking, so that you don't realize that he's got many more horses under his hood than you do, and he's been trained to use them effectively.I was halfway up my road before I finally came to the conclusion that I couldn't outrace him and that he wasn't going to give up the chase. We pulled over in the middle of nowhere. I sat there shaking, realizing that I couldn't hide the alcohol on my breath, picturing a night in jail. And knowing.