As Don got into his car, he reflected that there were probably seven city council members that wouldn't be answering their phones for days.The car sta...ted hard; it was a former city police car that had seen better days, but Don hardly ever drove it farther than the city limits, and it saved the city a few ostentatious dollars.The sewer inspection crew had been working on the sewer system since Monday, but Don had yet to be able to get out to see what they were up to. He gave Jack Musgrave a. I offer to help him there, too, but no. He must do it all himself. He doesn’t trust me to do anything without his micromanaging supervision. He imbibes a little during the holiday season, but who doesn’t? At least, he doesn’t smoke. Still, he’s at that age where he’s supposed to be watching his weight. He’s supposed to be on a diet. He has a sweet tooth for cookies. He loves homemade, freshly baked cookies. Who doesn’t? Admittedly and proudly, my Mom makes the best Christmas cookies in the. A little bit will relax you." I flushed and felt myself getting moister. I sipped. It was lush and fruity on my tongue."Remove those smelly clothes." I slowly unbuttoned the blouse and untied my skirt, trembling. His hot gaze made me shiver. How had I become shameless, so fast? I decided it was the powerful peaks, years of contempt for my Father and all he stood for and most of all the dominating, beautiful man before me."Drink up, slave. I want to fuck you again."I shivered, shocked at his. "I looked at her and she gestured, "you have rope?"I looked at where my pack had fallen and then shook my head, "I only have a spool of cord."She shrugged, "it is the same. Bring it."She whispered to the golden spear as I went to my pack. I pulled out the spool and hesitated before I put the pack on. I moved to the girl and handed the spool to her. She frowned as she touched and felt the cord, "strange..."She shook her head and whispered and then tied the cord to the spear. She shifted and.