Helen, I sense that you are the more dominant partner in your relationship with Hugo, so let me say this. If you want me, I'm yours. If not I'll make ...he excuse, so it sounds like it's my fault. As for Hugo, men will go along with anything, as long as they are going to get off." I did laugh after I said it."Well let's just see how it goes," Helen said. "I have no real firm objection, it's just like you said, I'm more comfortable when I'm setting the pace." That is as it should be," I replied.. We roughed it, the old sneak and hope. It was one winter night early in December where the story became a memory. I was sitting with Marcia’s twin seven-year-old girls, and also Sherry’s three girls, age four, five and seven. All of the kids knew me and loved playing “dress up Chris”, don’t judge, you do what you have to make money, normally I was the queen because I was older. Marcia and Sherry were going out with the other ladies and for whatever reason, my mom had decided not to attend.. They, he realized, were shopping. And it likely wasn't for jewelry (they already wore plenty). Neither was it for goats.The woman reached out and ran a long-fingered hand down his torso. He tensed. The hand then went further down, following her gleaming eyes, going for his genitalia. Reflexively, Jord shied back. The woman withdrew her hand with raised brows. Then gave the slaver a significant look.The slaver barked something at the guard next to Jord, resulting in the huge man striking him. It. "Oh, but if you could find one that looked like Brendan Fraser, the house could fall around your ears and you wouldn't care." "Isn't that the truth!" I laughed. "Actually, I wouldn't want the whole house to fall down. I mean the bedroom needs to remain standing." Laughing, Debbie stood up. "On that note, I think I'll head for home. I tell you though, I thought we were going to lose power that one time. How do you handle your computer going off every time it does that? You do have a surge.