As we grew up we still kept in touch, I was even his best man at his wedding when he married the lovely Sophie Roberts five years ago. He is now twent... six and I am eighteen.Anyway, this story is not about Adam, it's about his wife Sophie. Last week Adam and Sophie, and their daughter Emma, came around my parent's house where I live, for dinner. I said hello, but being busy with exams, talked for a little bit and then excused myself to go study. About an hour later Sophie came upstairs to put. I was just about to give up and walk back down the corridor when the cabin door opened a little. A face appeared round the door - Carol's face, she looked at me "Yes? What do you want?"."Hello Carol, long time no see." I smiled.Recognition flashed across her face, and her eyes widened. "Ben, is that you?" Yes, it's me. I am sorry to disturb you, but I recognised you in the restaurant, and wanted to say hello, which - because of my wife - it is difficult to do on here." Would she tell me to. ’ John rocked back on his heels with a cocky smile. ‘And what rule is that?’ Tim was irritated that this new guy was questioning him. It was bad enough that he had to take orders from that wet-back illegal. ‘The ‘The boss is always right, so shut the fuck up, and do your damn job like you were told’ rule.’ John wondered how much the over educated dunderhead had cost the farm. Manuel had to step back so they couldn’t hear him laugh. For someone who didn’t know shit about farming, he knew more. Ok? I guess you are going to be a good girl?" She asked. Inodded my head yes and turned my head as a tear ran down my cheek. I couldsee in the mirror that I was starting to ruin my makeup. "Sissy! What iswrong with you?" Shelly screamed as she slapped my face. "You haven't beenchoking on a big, fat cock so there is no reason to have your makeup allmessed up!" She pulled me to my feet. I just about fell because I hadn'tpaid attention to the 5" heels she had strapped to my feet. "First you haveto.