.I laid my cards on the table and told her I was a simple man and couldn’t always follow women’s logic, I said that I had been bored at work and d...cided to take the afternoon off and if she liked we could have tea together that very afternoon, perhaps at her place and if I was overstepping the mark..... I held out my hand.... she could slap my wrist and walk away and I would just have to dream about what might have been.‘You’re sweet, tea at my place sounds, enchanting; shall we buy scones and. I missed her...Shannon didn't say anything. He just sat there in his shorts and t-shirt looking out the window.We arrived and quickly got to work. We were both working up a helluva sweat, and Shannon removed his shirt and proceeded to wipe the sweat off his face with it. He was pretty scrawny, and it looked like the only hair on his body was on the sweaty, matted curls of hair on his head. He worked, though..As I was lifting a wooden rail for the fence, he ran over to help me secure it. He. All those families disrupted. Never being able to see their faces again, to touch them, hold them, and tell them that you loved them. Kara ached for their loss, a dull throb that echoed through the emptiness of her body. She knew that they wouldn’t be the only ones to lose people. There would be war. Sons and daughters would be sent over seas to fight and die. Our soldiers would kill their soldiers, and probably their civilians as well. And they would deserve it, because they had flown planes. At this point I must confess that these weekend had never been a purely drinking affair. If & when my master had wanted fellatio or sex I & the other girls were expected to oblige obediently, in private or otherwise. We had all done so without complaint serving our masters or boyfriends. The next few club weekends had been the same. Until one of master friends had expressed an interest in fucking me. There had been much laughter & friendly argument eventually ending up in me being led away &.