Since passing through the Gateway, Terry hadn’t done much sailing. He had instead been using the sloop to ferry supplies up and down the coastline, ...elping to keep the base fed.Terry wasn’t a stupid man. He could easily see in which direction the wind was blowing and he volunteered to join my happy family, if I’d let him live.“Have you been a bad boy since coming here, Terry?” I asked the man pointedly, glaring down at the man where he was still kneeling amongst the stones on the beach. God,. As his eyes, drank in her clearly visible ripe little teenaged body; shaved Cunt, hard nipples, clothed in an almost non-existent bikini, the clear plastic collar with its little heart shaped lexan tag proclaiming her a “Slut”. She let go of his hand, he u*********sly brought it to his nose and sniffed it. Ash put hers fingers to her mouth, and said “taste it, I taste good,” then licked her fingers clean.He did putting a wet finger in his mouth. Ash turned her back to him, spreading her legs;. David held Rebecca's hand. "Ok, you got a deal."2 weeks later, Gabriel was released from the hospital. He'd be staying at Ambers at Amber's request. His broken leg would take a few months to heal. Amber rolled him in the wheelchair and closed the door behind them."Ah here we go, home sweet home."Gabriel looked around. "Thank you for letting me stay here, you really didn't have to do that." If I didn't, then who would take care of you?" Amber smiled.Gabriel blushed. "True." Besides, you and I. Maybe it was time for Issabella to get a little more risque.Apparently, making a movie was pretty hard work. We had our producer, our screenwriter, a good lawyer, and a business manager, just to track the money. Leah, the writer, was a joy to work with. She was short, five one, a chunky little ball of fire with cheeks that dimpled when she smiled, flashing blue eyes, and long auburn hair that she usually wore in something I think was supposed to be a ponytail. Her usual attire was skintight.