About 11:00 trouble showed up in the form of a couple of drunks who insisted that they could “teach the lady more then a cripple can.” Sally’s f...iend Bob stood up and was backhanded by one of the assholes. I stood up and when I saw the fist headed my way, I just poked the jerk in the balls with my cane. He went down, and when I twirled my cane like it was a baton, the two of them vacated the area ASAP. From then on I was one of ‘The Good Old Boys’.Sally was happy once school started and as luck. We both were having wine and I was almost on my third glass and she was drinking her fourth.The wine had begun to show the effect as I ogled her breasts whenever I had the chance to. I tried very hard to control my hard on but was unable to do so. I thought she noticed it as she bent forward to pick up a magazine from the seat pocket, but I flushed those thoughts out of my mind. I suddenly felt something cold on my thighs and look down to find that she had dropped her glass of wine all over my. Once they reached the house, Liz helped Pat get Mary Sue's luggage movedinto the house. Mary Sue wasn't allowed to move anything other thanherself and found herself installed in an armchair. The reset (notrest?) of the work was done in a matter of minutes and Liz was off toget Pat's groceries.When Liz arrived, she brought in Mary's suitcase to allow her to changeclothes. Mary resigned herself to doing without a bra for a day or two,she might have to resort to Band-Aids though. Strangely Liz. Then during dinner you hardly spoke to me. Is there something wrong? Did I do something?" "No, slut, you did nothing wrong." "Then what is it, Master? What has you so troubled?" He paused for a bit as if hesitant to say anything more. But Chelsea persisted. She had to know what was bothering her Master. "Master, please talk to me." He reached out his hands and brought her closer. She started to get a panicked look in her eyes. "Oh no, Master - are you going to let me go!?!" she asked, almost.