" That caused a new shiver to run down her spine, somehow she never doubted his words. "I want you as a lover not a slave." Melony felt a little surpr...sed that she was not to be his slave, and disappointed."Has your friend told you that she will become my slave?"Who, what? "Who, Deb?" He smiled which was his answer. It was the first time Melony doubted Dirk's words, her friend had the best marriage compared to anyone else she knew, even her own. She shook her head, frowning.He simply smiled and. “What are you on?” I asked, pointing to the drink by his knee.“Jack Daniels and coke,” he said, finally put his phone in his pocket.“Nice choice!” I exclaimed, forcing him to clink his glass with mine.“How come you haven’t been drinking enough then?”“To be honest, I’ve had quite a lot, it just takes me a while to get drunk. And even then, once I do, I struggle if there’s drunk people around me.”“Yeah, I get what you mean. You must be really struggling with me around you then!” I started. I do not care or take care of you. I heard this before. And there are some friends that know this to be true. And the mask is still there laughing and cursing me. I can no longer focus, everything is a blur. “Take my hand for the moment.” The masked woman began. “But only for the moment- for in life there are no guarantee’s” If this was meant as a forewarning of some apocalyptic event that is meant to tear me a sunder- I am not afraid. For I only fear what lies beneath the mask. She searched. I might be a crazy bitch, but I'm not out of my mind, though. I just want some things I can't have, even some people that are married to my sister. Be honest with me, do you hate me?" Yes, Victoria, but you're making me love you in the process here." Do I give better blow jobs than Molly?" No!" I roared, jetting back down. "Now shut the hell up and ride me before I turn into a lion and tear you to sheds, tart," I ordered her, grabbing onto her tits. "I'll take care of these." Yes, sir," she.