Slowly she turned herself off his lap and stood with Ron's fingers still inside. With her back to him, she eased off his fingers as she stepped to her...seat, then sat saying, “rest time”. A few hours later he heard her waking him. His eyes opened to viewing her backside with her hands holding her dress up. Between her ass cheeks a golden ball glinted reflecting light, as she told him that if he was going to play with her ass, she thought she would stretch it for him. Ron grabbed the ball giving. " How can you not know why you're fighting?" Mother said, shaking Deianeira's body again, "Am I raising a bunch of imbeciles here?" Please, Mother. I really don't know," Deianeira's head shook, tossing her long brown hair about as her eyes filled with tears. "Please let me go." Bah! You're no use," Mother said as she threw Deianeira to the ground.As the booms got louder and more frequent, I looked to the sky and noticed a pattern. It seemed that wherever the fighting occurs, it will only occur. He smiled at Sara. ‘What?’ she asked. ‘It’s good you’re in love with her.’ She looked at him quizzically. ‘I don’t understand…’ ‘You need to love her. A mistress needs to love her slave, otherwise this is just all play. This is my life and how I want to live. I want to live a reality, not a fantasy.’ ‘I thought you’d be angry for falling in love with her.’ ‘Do you still love me?’ he asked her. Sara’s hesitation was only because of her confusion, not because she wasn’t sure of the answer. ‘Yes.. They would authorize it for the price charged for a loss, plus a forty-percent tip they split between the serving staff and sushi chefs. None of the others with me had any clue that my gold credit card was real gold and not colored plastic. We had ninety minutes until our reserved time, so we started walking in that direction to do window shopping along the way.“I hope none of you mind hanging out while I show the restaurant that they should have asked my name before agreeing to let me.