The times passes very slowly and gives her time to think about what to do to John . She comes up with a plan. She starts to make mental notes, and smi...es the whole time. Sire calls JoMarie and asks what she is doing. She don’t want to tell Sire that her friend John is in and she don’t what him to know that she is still playing with him. So she make up a story on why she can’t talk and gets off the phone as quick as she can. Now it is time to put her plan into motion to punish John. Not that she. I lay back on my bed.It was about an hour later, when my door slowly opened. I had not fallen asleep, and was just lying there looking out the window. I turned my head and saw Grandma standing in the doorway. She smiled at me and walked in. She was wearing the gown she always wore to bed. It was loose, bulging out over her big tits. Grandma didn't wear sexy night clothes. To me they did show off her figure, but they didn't cling to her or anything like that.She came to my bed and sat down. I. It's great to see you again." He said setting down our drinks."Thanks JT, its good to see you too."Something I think everyone should be aware of about me has not been made known yet. From my experiences in combat and in war torn countries, I always, always keep a knife on me, usually strapped around my right calf, where it can easily be retrieved. In a case like this, where I can't bring it on the plane, I check it in a bag or just buy a new one when I get where I'm going. It's a comfort. She says 'You're sure? It won't change us? You'll still love and respect me?' He says 'I promise, baby, I promise.' So she does it, and he has a great time. Well, she's thirsty after all this. So she looks over at him and says 'Darling, would you mind getting me a drink of water?' He gives her this blank look and says, 'Get it yourself, cocksucker.'"I winced. I'd actually known guys that self-absorbed, or nearly so. "Christ, I hope not," I said.She gave a light laugh. "I'm sure not," she told.