“That would be very unusual! What if your charges are less than that?”I barked out a short laugh. “Trust me, they won’t be.”“How can you b...e sure?” he asked.I shook my head and smiled. “Because charter flights cost more than the per diem you’ll be allowing, and I won’t be catching cabs or staying at the Best Western. I’m not doing this for the money, but just so the book gets out there and noticed. This is important.” The funny thing was just how much I believed it, too. I had always believed in. She hugged me. Then took off her braand panties, and turned on the shower. I stood there with her as shewashed my hair and then the rest. Then I watched as she washed herself.I started crying seeing all the bruises."It's ok Baby girl. We're safe now." She turned off the shower and driedme off. Then dried my hair until it was damp before she dried herself. Ikept looking at her breasts, and she smiled at me. "You like these?" Yes Mommy, I hope I get pretty breasts like yours." I told her.She lead. “Hey, what the fuck,” I yelled. “Get your ass back in here.”No response. I knew she hadn’t left because I could hear her moving around in the living room.“Are you on the phone?” I yelled. “Jesus.”This continued for another twenty minutes. I tried to free myself from the chair but it was completely hopeless. My once hard cock had shrunk into a withered little stump and I was starting to get pissed.Finally she entered the room. She was smoking a joint and looking at me kind of funny.“What. No one had been home so he'd just off-loaded the boxes on the driveway right against the garage doors. Steve thought he saw Lloyd's car turning the corner down the street as Steve was driving away on the last trip, but he wasn't sure. He didn't care.By the Tuesday following the confrontation, Barbara's parents had apparently recovered from the shock of seeing visual evidence of their daughter's infidelity. Steve guessed this was so because the phone calls started back up. There were three calls.