The kids had school. I felt bad for them. They were all managing their full-time class loads while still producing a weekly television show. Hannah ha... negotiated a good working arrangement with the IU Media Department and they were so pleased they wanted to hold a production camp at the ranch over the summer. Apparently, Hannah had become a regular guest speaker in Lonnie Phillips’s classes.The big news came a few days after Mother’s Day. Jennifer and Courtney had visited for the holiday,. I crossed the space between us and dropped to my knees in front of her looking up into her beautifully mesmerizing green eyes. “I’ll have you for my mate, my love.” She closed the book and set it on it’s spine between her thigh and the arm of the chair. Winding her lithe arms around my neck she leaned forward and brought her face close to mine. Her honeyed breath caressed my lips and teased my nostrils. “I’ll be your slave,” she offered softly. “I’ll do anything you want.” I dragged her. On the floor at her feet, she had placed a bowl of water.“Drink,” she said.I lapped like a thirsty dog from the bowl. It felt good. I emptied the bowl as best I could. She then poured two miniature bottles of gin into the bowl. Drink, she ordered again. The neat gin burned my lips and throat, but I felt it almost instantly creep warmly into my bloodstream and start to soften the edges of my mind. “Kneel up Slave,” she instructed. I did and saw that her legs were now more primly together and. I tried calling her old number, but someone else has it now." Did you check the phone book to see if there is a new listing?" As soon as my mother said that, I knew that I should have tried that first. I excused myself from the table and went into our kitchen to get the phone book. I looked under Draper, and there were two listings that might be the ones I needed. One was for an A. Draper, and the other was for a C. Draper. The A. Draper was in a town about twenty miles from our town. The C..
Read MoreRelated Videos
