Can we talk about something else? Please?”And, so, the conversation, mostly one-sided, careened off in a new direction: we talked about getting me a...car. We’re not talking a Mercedes Benz, BMW, or Jaguar. Not that I couldn’t afford it, considering my wish to cover purchases and all. No, what we discussed was a nice solid, reliable vehicle that would last a long time and had a good track record. In other words, a Toyota or a Subaru. I knew we would be talking about purchasing a car for me in the. She and Bill Hyatt, the historical Society's lawyer did an end run, sending a petition to the state historical buildings commission. The commission, not bothering with public input had slapped a protected status on the damn building."Maybe in chemistry Monday, Robbie and I can try making nitro," I suggested.Tami grinned, a more natural look than the scowl that appeared when I mentioned Allie's mom. "As long as you don't accidentally blow up my best friend." What about me?" You can be replaced.. She continued drinking her glass of wine as I kissed her neck from behind, massaged her boobs and teased her nipples. As I teased her, she lent back with her eyes closed, grabbed my hands and squeezed her boobs hard. She likes it when I’m rough and I could tell she wanted to be groped, not lovingly teased. I stood up, spread her legs and stood in front of her. Now I’m quite toned. I work out every day so have the typical chiselled pecs and defined abs which she loves. I let her hands roam my. " Peter looks like the man who harmed you, but he would never harm you, or myself. He's a good man who shares our affinity for bondage. Would you be able to stay calm in his presence knowing this?" I think so, Mistress. If you wish me too." I do, and I wish you to understand that not all men want to hurt you. There will always be terrible men like your stepfather and stepbrother, and the two men who enslaved you, but overall, men are not your enemy. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress. If you say.