." As Jake spoke Paul snapped out of it, the feeling in his gut was familiar but he'd never had that kind of feeling for Jake before.. Never had that ...eeling for any man at all, but there it was, deep in his gut, the tingling.."Huh? Oh! Yeah! Yeah mate, I'm fine.." he replied, but it didn't satisfy Jake "I'm not buying it mate, what's going on? You know you can tell me anything, we've know each other for a long time, right?" Jake put his hand on Paul's shoulder, keeping it there as he continued. But naked? Could he allow these bitches to force him into this? Did he have a choice? He couldn't just walk away, could he?Would they really send the emails? One look at Sarah's face left no doubt in his mind. What had he done to her to generate that much hatred? They really had nothing to do with each other when they both lived at home."Frank?" Sarah's insistent tone jarred him from the questions tumbling through his mind. This could not be happening! This was not the way his future was. You will obey me,” he said, thinking, Cross my fingers.Jennifer was silent for about half a minute, then she nodded. “Should I call you David, or maybe Mr. Ransome, or Sir, or Master?”“Anything you feel comfortable with, my little loving submissive. There will be very few things you will be allowed to choose, so I’ll let you decide on that. I will say that I think calling me Mr. Ransome sounds awfully formal and Victorian, but any of the other three would be fine. Now as to our destination, we. If the in-flight refueling went bad there was no choice but to crash land in the ocean, thousands of miles from nowhere. It was not a comfortable thought.My people had been checked and double checked to the last possible detail. I had comfort in that they were the best anyone could have in our business. The C130 had flown multiple flights for us with no problems. It had been checked out by our C130 certified mechanics. The pilots had double checked everything they could yesterday.The flight.