” “Yes Mistress.” Ingrid runs her fingers through susanna’s hair. “I thought as much. So why did you hide your titties when we stopped at t...e lights back there?” “I’m really sorry Mistress . . . it happened so suddenly . . . and I wasn’t ready . . . and I didn’t want to expose myself in your presence, without your permission, Mistress.” Ingrid opens her handbag and brings out an object resembling a large dildo. "This is a cordless, remote control vibrator, sweetie. Have you ever seen one?" . They should charge, siphoningmana from Earth Nine.Something was wrong with the network. Or with her understanding of it.Four of her pylons were so depleted they were essentially dead.First things, first. Survival. Jas took a quick inventory of what shehad. MREs, groceries, supplies. She found a shotgun and a box of shells.Sheena's bow, two quivers of arrows. Camp gear, blankets, a first-aidkit. Three bang sticks, a half-empty box of bullets. Water containers. Awater filter.Now, what?She needed. I aked if they had fucked yet? She said no hadn't fucked her yet. Tommy doesn't know I know they fuck. She said don't go out there , he'll freek out and leave. Well I'll stay inside till after you two get finished with what ever you are doing I told her. She said OK thanks and walked out side. I could see him in the tub as she carried his drink to him. The way the sun was shinning he couldn't see me inside the sliding glass door so I stood there for a second. As soon as my wife got to the tub. I had no reason to believe she'd left anything out or that she'd embellished any part of her description. So what if she had? I was pretty sure it would never happen again.I resolved to never betray her trust in me. Perhaps I should give up the time I spent with Megan? The excuse we used for carrying on as a couple was a convenient fabrication. Megan could take care of herself. She wasn't the weakling I made her out to be. Still, what would I do on Tuesday and Friday nights without her? I.