I was frozen in anticipation, frantic at the thought of what Joey would say if he'd ask me to dance and distraught at the thought that Joey might refu...e. "Joey," I said. "Derrick's walking this way. I know he's going to ask me to last dance. What should I do?" "Tell the jerk, no," he said petulantly. "You sure you don't want me to make him super jealous this time?" I cooed. "I think his girlfriend got all upset he danced with me last time and just left. Isn't that cool? I could really. Bella seems completely lost for words.Bella: I…She’s seriously considering it. Wow!Bella: Fine, whatever!Me: Good girl.Bella: Patronizing motherfucker.Me: Have a great day at work!Bella: Hrmph!After taking a quick shower, I went to the kitchen and joined Rachel and Mom. They have already prepared breakfast.Me: Hi all. Sleep well?Mom: Yes, thank you!Rachel: You were up late. Busy exercising?I knew it. Rachel was spying on me, jerking off. And she’s teasing me with it as well, with mom just. ." Ken implored, but he remained seated."I've been fucking him as soon as you leave for work, and guess what? I'm going to do it morning, afternoon and night from now on!" Misha, this is outrageous! Is it some kind of joke?" Ken's eyes began to fill. He wanted to get up from the chair. Not from rage, but in fear; he wanted to run from the room and away from what he knew was the truth."The only joke is you, Ken-boy," she quoted Bob."Misha," Bob said it this time.Misha flashed him a reassuring. Allura turned back to the window. Sebastien weighed the situation. He stood before the Enchantress' castle, and before him stood four men, armed and armoured. They held weapons ready in a battle stance, their faces grim. It appeared he had no choice. He drew his sword and approached, slowly. He was only lightly armoured, having had to travel a great distance to reach this place. The men before him wore heavy armour, carried both sword and shield. The first man lunged; he parried, dodged, backed.