”“That’s silly, everything is fixable. What did you do?”“Me?” I asked, “nothing, other than go to California for six weeks.“Then what ...did she do?”“I think it’s her place to tell you that Pip, if she wants you to know.”“I hate it that my two best friends in all the world aren’t talking to one another,” she said.“I’m sorry love, but I can’t see a way around it,” I said, hugging her.“There has to be,” she said, “and I’m going to find it.”With that she stood up and headed upstairs to her bedroom.My. They made a bit of an unlikely couple as Deandre was 6.1” and muscular and was dark. Lii-en as about 5’3’ really fair and slender. Regardless of the racial, cultural and physical differences they obviously loved each other. Meanwhile I was dating Esther, who was the daughter of a senior soldier stationed here in Korea. We got married about two months after Deandre and Lii-en. We were a bit of an unlikely couple too as I am 5’8” and “blue black”. Esther was a light skinned brown haired big. Of course the cruel irony was that Paul was too spent to get very excited about the spectacle. But he filed those images away in his memory bank, knowing that he would be fully prepared to given them their due appreciation in good time. Before long, Marcy was wrapping the towel around her sopping hair and grabbing one of the plush white bathrobes hanging from a hook near the door. Without another word, or even so much as a sideways glance, she paced out of the bathroom. Paul snorted in contempt. “It was so bad of me.”“And you disobeyed my direct order, slave.”Sophia shuddered then stretched out over my lap. She reached behind her and hiked up her robes, exposing her pale ass. Thrak gave a grunt of appreciation as he stared at my acolyte's naked butt. I squeezed her butt-cheeks and grinned at him.“Spank her hard,” he growled. “She deserves it.“Yes, she does.” Tears beaded my eyes. “You were bad.”“Soooo bad.” Sophia squirmed. “Discipline me, Mistress.”My hand cracked down onto her pale,.