At every stoplight though, he glanced over at her, curled into a ball and breathing softly. Her face was smooth and slack, her features peaceful and b...autiful. It seemed a shame to wake her when they reached the hotel. Doug could have sat and watched over her all night if the valet hadn’t stood outside the window waiting to park the car. ‘Sweetie,’ he called softly, leaning over to brush some damp strands off her cheek. ‘We’re there. Wake up.’ Cassie stirred slowly, her eyelids fluttering a few. I have no idea what any of the rest of you wrote, and to be honest, none of my commands are really that bad. I wasn't looking to force anyone into any uncomfortable situations. Most of my stuff is probably about the same as yours." I could handle doing anything I wrote," Angie said."Any idea what Julie added?" Other than the breakfast in bed one, no, I don't know. We haven't talked about our picks." I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens then, won't we?" I said, with a stupid. They hadn't experienced the issues we had to the east. After living in Atlanta and the last five years on the Mediterranean coast, thinking of the ocean being to our west was a different feeling for me. The people listened to our tales with concern. They hadn't experienced violence from others. Most recognized the possibility and some preparations were made.We found housing closer to the water moving into a three-bedroom house that we claimed. We lived quietly. We learned to farm and continued. Dan read me though, and pulled his hand away from where I most wanted it. ‘Nuh uh. Answer.’ He commanded. ‘Jensen.’ I said, and I was immediately rewarded with pressure on my clit. Not enough, but it was there. ‘Yours?’ ‘Pratley.’ Even in my state of needy desire, I couldn’t resist making fun of him. ‘Ohh, I’m Lord Daniel Pratley the third, pleasure to mee-‘ I started with an overly posh English accent, but I was silenced when Dan forcefully pressed a finger inside me. ‘Hmm, I knew that would.