"Abbie," Jake asked, "this might be a weird question, but I'm just so curious. Has anyone ever asked you to do anything that you said 'no' to?"She tho...ght for a minute. "You know what, I don't think so! What do you know, I'm 100% agreeable."Jake chuckled. "It's probably just a matter of time. Someone will push the boundary and you'll see your limits." I don't know, Jake. Hasn't happened yet!" So what if I asked you to ... do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down.. ...Charlie had arranged to go a bar to watch a football match when we get there the bar is rammed --- I had dressed to impress as always nice short mini dress and high heels -- I'm not really into watching football, but the clothes make me feel really good and KNOW I look amazing ..... Showing my legs and wonderful cleavage mmmmmm...I look in the mirror before going out and think to myself --yes I would fuck me -So I finally manage to get a drink and have to stand by a high bar table --no. Seated, at a table for two by the closed patio doors, two Coronas are placed before us by the regular bar tender. "Enjoy ladies. Long week followed by a miserable weekend."The bar reeks of class, of money, but for some strange reason it is sparsely occupied. Undoubtedly, the inhospitable New Hampshire weather has something to do with it. Any friends we have among the regulars are conspicuous by their absence to night and, under the circumstances, that is a godsend."Janie?" Yes, Stephanie," I. After earlier seeing a police car roar up to Julie's house, then again at his own home, and now here, he doubted the cops had shown up here to arrest Van. They were after him, and they were obviously trigger happy.He wondered if the car in front of the house had really been Sandy's? What if it was? If he suddenly appeared out of the darkness among the excited cops, he would be putting her in danger. He decided he couldn't risk that.In the flickering light provided by the fiery wreck below, he.