. alone," she said. Stan couldn't help the sigh of relief that came out, and Denise looked at him quizzically."What? Oh, nothing — just me being sil...y. Um, yes, of course, Anne," Stan spluttered out in embarrassment. Denise just kept looking at him, with deceptive calm. Stan realized he had better head off a storm. "I thought you'd maybe found another woman," he admitted, feeling a partial truth was the best thing in the circumstances.Denise said, with a tinge of bitterness, "Hah! As if. I'm. The old man must have known his daughter would blow every penny he left on booze and dope. All properties and monies owned by his grandad would be his when he turned eighteen. SHIT! That was only two months off! He was gonna legally own the trailer and the pickup! And the property! Cool! Not that any of it was worth all that much, but still...Feeling like he’d just won the lottery, Aaron stuffed everything except the will back into the box and shoved it into the slot. He locked it, pocketed the. ”As I said, I wasn’t shocked, but I was surprised he chose to tell me – surprised and pleased he had that trust in me.I said, “Well, if you’re sure that’s what you want, there’s nothing wrong with it. Just be sure it’s what you want, and not what somebody is telling you. But if it is, it doesn’t matter what anyone else says. If it’s right for you, it’s right, period.”That was all that was said, but over the next several months I got the feeling he was paying a lot more attention to me. I mean. On the floor lay, quivering, the gorgeous slave woman, also naked, bruised and bleeding. Soon, Guard Chou Ferk will leave and the tavern’s Elite Ranked prisoner manager will give her something to recover before a new patron will seek “entertainment”.“No rush”. Guard Chou Ferk continued to talk to himself, rubbing his loins with the free hand. The intoxicating smoke from the cigar made him vigorous and giddy, wondering, among other things, if he should blow a purple ring on the slave girl and.