. I dunno."There was another silence."So, what's the next step?" asked Jonathan."More information I guess. Again..."Jonathan snorted – something I d...idn't know he was capable of. "We should start out own private detective agency. This little group does so much of this." How you gonna do it?" asked Simon."I have an idea..."I was sitting in the corner, nursing my Apple Spice Cider at Starbucks. A Trenta size. I've got no idea why Starbucks insists on using stupid Italian words to describe their. She grabbed it. Considering it paid so well, I decided to sacrifice myjob and we moved to Atlanta. As Rita settled into her new job, I playedhouse husband till I could get a job here in the US.It turns out that Rita liked me in this role. She took to punishing mefor chores not done or for anything that displeased her. Spankings weresoon dished out. I took it all, my submissive nature not allowing me toprotest. And being jobless and dependent on Rita, I wasn't going to riskanything.One day she. “But I don’t want to be sent to sleep on the sofa later.”“Funny, but not funny,” Carter said back. “If my ass hurts after this, I’ll just fuck your ass, and be even.”“Deal,” Aron said affectionately and moved only enough so he could sneak a hand between them, reach his cock, and guide it home.“Oh, yes,” Carter moaned, despite the small pain.His body was adjusting. It was actually getting hungry for Aron, swallowing up the guy’s dick, and Carter was totally agreeing with it.“Fuck, you’re so damn. "He shrugged and leaned in to take a kiss. She let him, then brushed him off with an impatient gesture."Enough of that! Come on, little boy. I want details."Grinning softly at her impatience, he went on to tell her all about it, including as many of the details as he could remember. His descriptions of his reactions to some of Dawn's flirtings had Elaina chortling with glee, while other things he said caused her to be thoughtful.When he told Elaina of how he'd told Dawn that he was seeing her,.