I choke back sobs as I strip naked and listen as he locks the door. I hear a woman's voice calling to my Master and my whole body becomes wracked with...sobs. I bury my face in the pillow and try to drown out the noises of their pleasure. This is the worst punishment I have ever received. I would rather be beaten senseless than have to listen to this.I wake up the next morning, my eyes red and swollen from crying until who knows what time of the morning. Light comes landing on my bed and there's. It didn't appear to be that bad. It must have been a small hurricane, I thought.Since I had pretty much reached the safe range of the plane I flew home. I put the plane down without incident then spent twenty minutes putting it away. Even after all that I still got home before Wilson managed to drag ass out of bed.I was showered and dress in jeans and a camo tee shirt when he finally made it to the kitchen area. "So did you make it out to the airfield yet?" Wilson asked."Yes, I even went up to. ’ The office was noisy with the sound of photocopiers and printers and the whispers underneath. Her skin prickled as she imagined all eyes turning to the traitor. That was what they were thinking, she was sure of it. She knew she had nothing to hide, but nevertheless slunk over to her desk and pulled the yukka plant to the side to shelter her from the gossip. It had grown tall since she’d been given it on her promotion, and she’d been tending its leaves with milk, making them shine. Charles had. ‘I don’t think so. Cindy asked me for permission to use the helicopter. I don’t have that authority to decide unless both my mom and dad are unable to give it.’ A police cruiser spotted them and spun around to pull them over. Joe didn’t slow down, and apparently the call came in over the radio, because the cruiser whipped around them and started leading them to the airport. Ashley started to ask, ‘Are they…?’ ‘I don’t think so. If they were dead, Cindy wouldn’t rush me.’ Joe didn’t follow the.