I was eager to tell my mom to become Cherry in the kitchen. Yet, a part of me was so very reluctant. I felt ashamed of myself for even thinking about ...t. “You won’t get mad at me if I make you be Cherry all day?” I said.“You aren’t making me be Cherry all day. I AM Cherry all day. I just put on this robe and play a role for those around me. Your father gave me orders to help you in any way I can. I am ready if you are,” she smiled breezily. Her laughter was playful and infectious. She seemed to. After all, the likes of Lords Desmond, MacKenzie and Morgan weren't going to abandon their honorary titles without a fight. In fact, they were once the champions of the cause whose assurances of support seemed most rock-solid."We'll be behind you one hundred and one percent," said Lord MacKenzie. "We mustn't capitulate to the bloody Scots. They've already got independence. Why do they have to fuck up the rest of the established order? They'll never be satisfied until their bloody blue and white. Sam and Freddie laughed and then Sam reached over and grabbed Freddie's nipple through his shirt and gave it a twist."OWWWWW!" That was for smacking my ass earlier dweeb without my permission, I warned you about that a couple of days ago."Carly ate and then watch her two best friends leave for Seattle. "Tell Spencer I'll be in after the semester is over with."Sam and Freddie each said "Alright." And went out the door. "See ya' later." Sam said."Bye." Carly replied as the door closed.Now she was. ’ Why did my heart seem to constrict at the sound of those words? God, something about his guy was starting to make me feel completely out of it. It was definitely good for me to get away from him. With a nod in his direction I went to side step him but he just moved with me and reached out one of those hands that I distinctly remember diving into my hair… sliding down my back… kneading my ass. Those long elegant fingers wrapped around my hand this time and froze me in my tracks. ‘Please.’ The.