After a few minutes of frustration, Maria said, ‘You know, we could get a whole lot more into that vehicle if the tool boxes and survival gear weren...��t there.’ I retorted, ‘Yes, but it was the stuff in those boxes that saved your life, remember.’ Her reply was short and sweet, ‘Don, go take a look out the window. The sun is shining and it is the middle of the summer. Why do we need foul weather gear? Remember, between us we have enough money to handle any bills, and other people do good work. Tomas's minor renovation left Osborn with exactly the same space. She seemed quite satisfied with that space. She used her packing boxes as a dresser under the clothes bar. I could remember the garage apartment, and there was very little difference in the bedroom.Osborn and I had been up and running at first light. We got the run then went home to shower. We managed all that before our meet with Tomas. After he finished the two poles, we took my truck and went to Jeremy's gallery."Jeremy you. "I just kissed your wife in the restroom." She said, "I got the impression that you wouldn't mind." No." Rick said, happily."You two need to talk, because I've invited her over for sex." She continued, "I like you, but lesbians don't do men... lesbian law and all that. Still, if you ever want to have a threesome with another woman, dropping her off at my house will get her over any fears she might have. Say no if you think it might cause problems between us. There won't be any hard feelings.". She was still a little afraid, so she started slowly."That girl," she began, "you call her Little One. That isn't her real name is it?" No, it is just what I have always called her," Roger replied. Debbie took a deep breath to quiet her fears."She was a slave, wasn't she?" she asked."Yes, she was a slave for nine months. I rescued her from her former Master sometime ago." Yet, she calls you Master," Debbie said, nervously. "Why is that? Do you beat her?" I have never beaten her, or even slapped.