I laughed and told her that she absolutely should bring the mistletoe so that she could finish what she started. I told her that Sam had said he would... love to you continue what you started. Again she seemed shocked and said “Oh he told you about that, sure you don’t mind?” “Mind?” I said, “I’m getting excited thinking about it.” Sam was excited when I told him that Ashley and Nick were coming for dinner and even more excited when I told him what Ashley said about the mistletoe. Sam then asked. I drove the Jeep beyond these cars and kept going another half mile or so, then stopped.Then I turned up the AC. "Comfortable?"Michele smiled. "Very." Then let's get to work." Hey! I thought we came to get in the water." First, your lesson. Show me your latest essay." Before I do that," she said, unzipping her backpack and pulling out a pink folder, "check this out." All right," I said. It was a final version of the paper we'd worked on the previous week, retyped and graded by her comp. She’s progressing nicely. Bobby?” I was asking a question.“Do you know the Abba song Does your mother know?”“You do? Bobby ... you should be prepared to be amazed.”So ... when the brothers showed up at the garage, the first song we practiced featured Bobby backed up by Sally and me. This is a guy singing about a girl who is just too young.Bobby:You’re so hot, teasing meSo you’re bluebut I can’t take a chance on a chick like youThat’s something I couldn’t doThere’s that look in your eyesI can. Like I told you before, you scare the shit out of her. She knows that you can make her do anything, no matter what, when, or where. You OWN her. Whatever else she may be, she truly IS a submissive. But, have no doubt, that she IS most assuredly YOUR slave. She couldn’t change that if she tried. It’s just what she is. I repeat, You OWN her.”Holly said, “Yes, but isn’t it pretty much that way for all of us? I mean, If I need to show evidence, I refer you to the woman laying on his bed right now..