The faint noise of traffic and the pedestrians that strode slowly along the sidewalks hardly reached her. It would be the last night she would see its...pulsing beauty from her balcony. She had taken a break from the hours of labeling and packing away each material piece of her life in the condo. The movers would be there in the morning to gather it all up and transport it to the storage facility closer to Winterthorne. She sipped her drink and just soaked up the moment. She knew she would miss. But Ben, please promise methat you will never hit me. Having the man I love harm me with his handswould be too much for me to bear." Again, he paused and looked at meintently for some period of time."Okay I will not physically hit you, though I may have to punish you inother ways if you are disobedient." "Um, Yes My Lord, if you see theneed to." Then, for effect, I curtsied as best I could to show him myinferior and submissive place in his life."Beth, my dear, the way you allowed me to fuck you. “I don’t think I’m going to get razor-burn,” I said.“Do you like it?”“You’re going to grow it out?”“Yep ... unless you don’t like it.”“Oh, I think I’m gonna like it. To tell you the truth, I kind-of prefer the old-fashioned way. And, Jesus -- you’re a True Blonde! That’s the lightest blonde I’ve ever seen on a pussy.”“You’ve seen a lot of blonde pussies, have you?”“Not enough, no. But even most true blondes have drapes that are lighter than their carpet. Not my Peggy.”“So you don’t mind? You’re. I am too incensed. I’ll get back to you later, once I have calmed down. I have to get to the university at the moment, so probably later today; maybe tomorrow morning.”“Leave it with me, please, Mr Robertson. I will put matters in train for you.”Reg rang off, satisfied with his efforts so far. Now he DID have to get himself and his wives to the university. He would update them on the bank question at lunch break.He fumed all morning, and paid less attention than usual to the lectures.As he.