He had his own life and no woman was going to tell him how to run it. He only came back here to hide.He had been on the run for 3 years. No one saw hi... the night he killed the beautiful Isabelle and the bastard who stole her from him. But the ghosts in his dreams wouldn't leave him be. Every time he got comfortable, they showed up. His luck would turn bad, he would start drinking too much and would have to leave quickly and quietly. Here he still had a few of his old buddies and could maybe hit. Lying on my back, I was completely exposed before the intruder. The intruder didn’t say a word but the breathing increased, erratic in nature and louder now. I heard the unmistakable sticky wet sound of furious masturbating. Whoever was with me, watching me lying naked and helpless, seemed to be about to beat themselves to death! It had to be Greg, his hand around his stiff cock, pre-cum soaking the length of his manhood, his hand working it into sticky white clumps that move up and down his. "Tears came to my eyes as I whispered back, "I'm your 'muxe' and I hopeI'll be accomplished enough for my Madam!"Theresa and the girls came and gave her a hug as she kept talking to me,"I know you love your uniform Crissie but you have to change now; I'lltake you out to dinner to celebrate. I know an excellent Mexicanrestaurant in the area. I feel for some spicy food tonight."CHAPTER 13The food was excellent and the wine intoxicating. We both were tipsy andteasing each other.I couldn't stop. She took his leash from the Handler and motioned Bitch to sit. Bitch sat on the rug next to her and placed his head carefully on her lap. She stroked at his head as her attention turned back to the conversation around them. Her touch was all he wanted and he did all he could not to distract her from her evening. As the main meals were served, she motioned him to lay down on the rug, it did not take much encouragement as the day had been exhausting. Curled at her feet he loved just being.