Can you bring Joe back? No! Besides, how could I have known they'd think Joe good enough a specimen for Cannipolis? I didn't know that. I thought ...e'd be doped, and then harvested for organs, and then gently turned over to cuts. It's not like I planned it that way! Fuck you!"I just wanted to give you a way to feel better. If you let me go ..."Fuck you! You asshole. God, you made me feel like shit! Look, I'm sorry, but we've talked enough about my feelings; besides, I hear a truck. . What a pity….” She had the most evil look in her eyes as she walked over to a shelf where there was an unfamiliar black bag resting. She caressed the bag fondly then looked up at me in the mirror reflection and ordered, “Strip!” The thought of disobeying did not even run through my mind. Not only was I afraid of what she might do, I wanted to make her happy. My ass still hurt from the morning’s fucking she had given me but if I were honest, I could not wait to see what she had in mind for. His house mate, Jack, answered the door and informed me Spencer was in his room. I figured since some of Jack’s friends were on the couch watching the footy, Spencer and I would be watching the movies in his room. I walked straight through the house to his room. I tossed the bag of snacks on his desk and then flopped on the bed next to him. ‘So we are banished to the bedroom once again,’ I said and looked over at him. He was so handsome. Light brown hair that always looked adorably ruffled like. Should I finish breakfast now?"She walked to their door to knock but heard two sets of snores. She came back grinning."It would probably be best to wait awhile, but I'd love some toast now."He slid the pan in the oven, topped off their coffees and they walked out on the deck. They sat side by side, enjoying the coffee and touching each other lightly. When the timer went off he brought the toast out with strawberry preserves and a jar of honey.She went for the preserves, he took his and lightly.