I was devastated."David, how could you!," I called. He came running through. He wentbright red and stammered a bit before saying "You don't understand..."I looked at him and said, "I knew I couldn't trust men. You're allthe same. I'm going."He stood in front of me in the doorway. "Rita," he said. "Don't go.Let me explain." I waited and looked at him. "I'd like to see youexplain this. Where is she? Did you tell her some lie to get her outwhile I was here?" No," he said, terrified. "There is no. I mentioned to him that he had made a wrong turn;this was not the way to my house. He just smiled and said he hadsomething to show me and he knew I would like it.What could I do but sit back and try to relax? Still something in theback of my mind was nagging at me, warning me of possible danger. Wedrove for what seemed like an hour to me but it was really only a fewminutes. We went out past the city limits, to a dark hillside that lookedover the city. From there the lights of the city could. I noticed that a third of the bottle was gone already. Opening our small suitcase, I extracted a blindfold and secured it around her head, then guided her to the bed. Some soft ropes took little time to secure her arms to the headboard.She whimpered as I fondled her hardened nipples and her seeping slit. She was ready.There was a knock on the door so I kissed her quickly and opened it. No words were spoken as I let him in and he began undressing. The manager must have been mid-fifties, balding. The black members of the crew, as it were. Especially Xavier. Becca is a lesser issue, which is good, because she has shown little interest in staying with them. She is more attached to us than ever. Same with Kylie Anne and Kelly Rae, but they are her sisters. They wanted me to stick around, too, but I have work to do. A lot more than you mortals seem to understand.“Anyway, this is farewell. It has been nice while it lasted, but all good things ... and bad things, for that matter, must come to.