He started walking briskly towards her to help her with the luggage. Sandy's irritation was instantly wiped off after seeing his stupid grinning face,...she grinned back. "Impatient as always, jerk," said Sandy hugging him tightly. "But God did I miss you!" "Well I didn't miss you at all," winked Ethan taking her luggage to load it in to the boot. "Why do you smell a bit milky" "Oh, shut up. I just spilt some yoghurt on myself." Said Sandy, trying to sound normal as she opened the door of his. “Well thanks Eliza.” He says, looking back at the kids. “Just know, your making a fantasy in your head of what will happen, just like I'm doing. Whatever you expect will happen with Keenan... I wouldn't bet on it.”I look at him. “What aren't you telling me about him?”He groans. “I wish I could tell you some horrible shit about Keenan, but he really is a golden boy. But that's as far as I know. Then again, I don't know any flawless people who mess around with girls they just met.”“You mean like. ”He looked down at me very surprised as if he suddenly realized that he had said his thoughts out loud. For a moment he looked angry and said firmly, “You will never speak of this to anyone else, pumpkin butt. Is that understood?”I quickly answered, “Yes, Master.” I won’t tell anyone, but I am including it here in my blog. He can delete any mention of it or he can leave it so that people will understand that being a Master isn’t just being all tough and demanding.We went on into the tent where. The Protector would have been thoroughly unsurprised to learn that the picture was of Nicolette, Duncan’s “girlfriend”. Nicolette had a well-earned reputation as a complete and utter cock-tease. Rumor had it that even after she’d dated the quarterback for a year and two months, he hadn’t gotten so much as a blow-job ... In truth, he hadn’t even managed to see a tit. One time he’d tried to feel her up, receiving nothing but a slap in response - he’d stuck it out, hoping she would eventually.