I had a great time on the scooter and rolling around in Martin's bed. It took the whole three months for me to get tired of it. Mostly I'm sure that i... was just knowing that I couldn't go home until the time ran it's course. Once the hour glass was empty, I was ready to get back to my life."So, have we been everywhere?" I asked."Are you kidding, we could travel a lifetime and not see everything," Martin said."Red, it's time for me to get back home," I admitted. "Come with me?" And do what?" he. Who would have thought that such utilitarian and practical clothes could look so ... so sensual?A slim muscular black girl is strapped down onto Cynthia’s medical couch. She is blindfolded and wears a pony bit gag. Josephine carefully wipes the drool from the edges of her mouth. Otherwise, her body is covered with a sheen of sweat even though the surgery is warm, almost cosy. A smooth segment ring (1) appears from the side of the girl’s nose and loops back to disappear into her nostril.“That. I woke early morning and looked over at mum who was sound asleep; quietly I slipped out of bed, put on my negligee and went down stair to make us breakfast, when I returned mum was still asleep, I leant over her looking at her beautiful face, she was a very sexy and lovely woman with or without make up, and I counted myself lucky that she was my lover also, many men at work would love to be where I was right now but they weren’t and I was, so I always cherished the time we have together, I. We've now made a commitment to each other—the three of us." Well, that explains why you brought her with you to Washington."Analise leaned back in her chair. Gone was her broken demeanor. In its place was the all-too-familiar self-righteousness that Analise frequently wore. Abigail went from irritated to pissed."Don't you sit there and judge us, Annie," she snapped. Analise flinched in response, and seemed to cower. Abigail quickly reigned in her emotion, and more calmly said, "You of all.