They would likely go for burgers and then try to hook up with some other kids, maybe go to a party. Ashley settled on wearing an old pair of jeans and...a torn sweatshirt. Rummaging through her underwear drawer, Ashley recalled the pool party of a week or so before. Although it had been her brother and George who had been more in tune with her real feelings, it was Jarrad’s hand between her legs that had gotten her so excited. She considered going without underwear but then decided that would. I want to look good for D’andre, he is my imaginary boyfriend.As time progresses, I see it’s almost 10. The handicap ride service is due here within minutes. I hurry myself to the front porch to wait for them.They arrive on time. They are nice enough, but not very chatty. I like chatty.We arrive at the physical therapy place. I am delighted to see D’andre waiting outside for me to arrive. I smile. He always makes me feel good. He helps the ride service person unload me and he takes position. I’m sure you feel completely helpless. Is that right?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘What do you think is the breaking strain of those cuffs?’ ‘I don’t know. A lot I guess.’ ‘Wrong. It is less than ten pounds. If you could lift a full bag of groceries you’d have the strength to break free any time you wish.’ ‘That’s ridiculous.’ He stood up and strolled to the head of the bed, holding a clip board. ‘I have the data here,’ he said, pointing to the middle of the page. ‘Bondage is all in the mind. You thought you. "They are friendly," he said. "We will be friendly."Kayleigh hoped he was right. That was one bad ass ship. Every sensor reading she had said they could be very dangerous."Shall I make contact?" she inquired."Can you make that with rice?" he asked back.Kayleigh looked at Jeff like he was crazy. He decided it wasn't the best time for levity. She was too tense."Not yet," he said. "Let's see if they want to make first contact. If they get to the point where they are practically right on top of us,.