The defeated Slave hit the floor of the cart with an impact that caused it to shake."I am to tend him and Olga" said Frederica. "You must walk home wi...h the Great and Mighty Lady Fortescue. Be strong my darling girl!" Tend Olga?" Francine was surprised to hear that Olga should need tending. She deliberately did not respond to Frederica's repeated endearments."Oh, Yes! Olga was made to fight a female Slave. She did well, but was hurt a lot. The Lady Fortescue was pleased with her. Soon you will. I shake my head, but move lower as her request, but still not sure why. Chris gets onto the bed, between my legs. My cock is semi hard, and laying on my left thigh. Chris places a hand on each of my legs just below the knees, then slowly up. As she moves up, she leans forward and kisses my cock, it twitches. She looks up at me and says, “I hope you can endure a bit of pain!” Again, I had no idea what she was talking about, I ask, “What do you mean?” Chris smiles with a wicked look in her. But that was the pattern of their life together. And she never wanted itto end. It began with that jewelry; it would continue with that jewelry,until death did them part.-----000-----Terry had it planned to the smallest detail. Thursday night, just beforegraduation day. He had been frugal and now felt confident spending hismoney on his future, their future. He reserved that special table atRestaurant 21, the finest in town. He scheduled a violinist to playRoberta Flack's 'Making Love' and a. It was obvious to all by now that we were together. She made it clear every possible moment how crazy she was for me ... and it made me feel great. But still, hearing her say ‘girlfriend’ gave me tingles in my toes, and other places.Nor did I mind hearing her say again how much she wanted to be Steve’s first fuck. If she could have slept over that night, I might have let it happen. Unfortunately she had to leave after dinner. I walked her to her car and when I came back in the house, my Mom was.