In Canada, people accept you at face value. We… Well, They… I mean, view us, the ‘lower forty-eight’, as a rather frantic, self-involved lot, ...rone to frequent adolescent fits and tantrums. But individually, they’ll treat you like a regular person until you actually demonstrate that you’re one of the fucked up ones. I just kept going north until somebody didn’t ask me for an I.D., and there, I stayed.”“You gave up.”“I decided to try the ‘American Dream’. It wasn’t available in the drugged,. Did you see how good I was when you let me go off into the woods just now? I will be just as good as that. You have my promise, and I never break my promises m'lord. Please."To top it off, I fluttered my lids at him, and gave him my saddest, saddest smile."I am not your lord anything. You are confusing me with my father. I am just Mr. Villiers to you, girl." He frowned. He paced briefly. I think he did not like being in the position that I had placed him in. Men of his type think of themselves. My cock grew hard as I saw her panties appear above thewaistband. She turned her back to me and, as she bentforward, slid her pants down further.My gown slipped open, exposing my erection. It was thefirst thing Lindsay saw when she turned to me again.“Like what you see?” she asked, having cast aside herpants. I nodded. She turned around, giving me a goodlook at her curvy figure, then bent down to pick herclothes up. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Show’s. .”“Roxie,” he said, “I guess I’ve got a lot to learn. I really didn’t understand, but now I think that I do.”It had been easier than she thought it was going to be And she was sure that she’d said it just the right way. She was finished saying what she had to say, she’d turned down the money and it all seemed to fit in place.“Thanks, Cal. I didn’t hurt your feelings, did I?”He shook his head. The rain was slowing down.“Why don’t you go inside? Take a look around and when you’re sure everything.