He got off several rounds before I put my bullet through the back of his neck. My slap shot had gone high, lucky for the girls. The 40-MM rounds explo...ed keeping the girls down and allowing the rest of the trucks to get past them. Then I heard another round of shots! The lead hummer careened into the ditch, the second hummer's 50 cal gunner was tracking on the first set of girls looking for a target to fire at and did not know that he was crashing. Another round of shots struck the next. Though he may do it for much, much longer, until I am sore, tender, raw and feeling I can't take anymore. Begging him to stop and feeling I will crumble into dust. Me and my pleasure, or lack thereof, do not matter to him in this moment. He is taking what he wants, what he owns, and what he controls. He sometimes does it for me. My amazing dominant daddy sometimes does it for me. Offering me the priceless gift of his miraculous tongue, when I am a very good little girl that is. He rewards me. She had spent most of the previous evening mulling over her problems, thinking about how hard it would be to get started in New York City without a gallery, not wanting to rely on her husband's salary forever to sustain her. It was good that Randy had always earned enough money to take care of the rent and all their expenses but Julie felt that she wanted to be able to support herself, buy her own art supplies, have a little money to buy clothes with when she wanted them, even travel a little.. As a stay-at-home mom I do sometimes go without much going on, especially when the summer is over and the kids go back. It’s not time for the holidays yet and a we’re a long way from our fall and winter vacations. It’s just a slow time, and though I love my life it can be dull in spots.So it would be less dull shopping downtown. I made the twenty minute drive and even found a parking space near my favorite grocery.It’s upscale and healthy; probably a lot people would call it trendy. Lot of food.