Now let me leave while I can still walk." Oh, sorry Michael. Go, go." Thank you Stella. George, your wife is a very nice woman. Please look after her ...hile I do some work." Thank you Michael. I'll do my best." Oh, one more thing. Stella, how would you like your meat?" Oh, you are good, Michael. I'd like it soon!" Rare then?" You bet." Deal. Chicken, George, wasn't it?" Chicken. Yes. Cajun." Okay. Thanks folks. Back soon."He walked briskly off to the kitchen then, pretending the other orders and. He took a sip of his drink and found that it had gotten cold. He tossed the remainder of the cocoa with a flick of his wrist; sending the contents onto the snow beside the truck. The result was a brown patch that looked like a crooked smile. He stared at it for a minute and then said, "Maybe I should have told her to stay in Israel with Debbie."The silence forced him to examine other aspects of his journey. Hanging over his head was the journey's end. He knew there was only one way it could. He said he required that they either convinced his wife that sex was so much fun that she would beg for it, or convinced her that having sex with her husband on demand was better than being sent back for another stay at the farm. "I don't care which way you go, all I want is to be able to fuck the bitch whenever I am in the mood to do so, without having to fight for it."Adam gravely responded that he fully understood. "You realize that the training will include her being fucked by me and my. She insisted that I try and dip into the well of energy and test the changes that occurred. She was not wrong, as my abilities would be better served if I trained and ensured I was prepared to utilize them for when we fought the Voguel.Given how fast I was going to move, Lillian and I stayed back at the camp for a bit, then entered the forest. Gwen knew which way they were going, so first we went in search of food for Lillian.“Are you sure that it will be enough food to keep you going for the.