There’s no real Devkumar. He’s just a figment of a great writer’s imagination. Some exceedingly talented and modest guy named Freddie created hi...m.’ He looked at her. ‘You really believed…you thought…Honey, it’s just a movie. It’s all not real, make believe. It’s fiction. We are just actors playing roles.’ Dawn shook her head as if she was trying her best to snap out of it. ‘You’re not Devkumar.’ ‘No, I’m Jimmy Wright from Los Angeles.’ ‘I’m Dawn Haines from Boston.’ ‘Nice to meet you, Dawn. Helen was begging and crying as her arse cheeks became bright red as still her sister soundly spanked her.The arse tanning seemed to have been going on forever when at last, Judith stopped and got off Helen's back.The loudly crying Helen put her hands to her spanked arse cheeks as Judith shrieked, "Get dressed and get out and don't you ever come back."Judith then turned her eyes to her husband and his lips moved, but he did not actually say anything.With Helen still cradling her arse cheeks and. I dared to ask my husky, "Will you come inside, Kane?" I headed home. When I reached the back entrance, I said, "Please, Kane?" And I opened the sliding door.Kane stopped jumping and barking. He considered my request."I'll make breakfast." I offered.He sniffed the air and gave a rash of barks at the fence. Then he turned and loped my way.I let him inside and followed. He made a beeline for the pile of papers, but before squatting, he gave me a sharp glare. He didn't want breakfast. What was I. I hope they and their fans will appreciate the ways I have paid them homage here.In my series timeline, you can consider this tale the bridge between "Passion of Erika Christensen" Chapters 4 and 5. I would call it a "Passion" chapter, but Erika is not the lead of the story. She's just one of many important characters. I also want to do a sweeping summary to bring her into the present. Therefore, I have put this story outside the main "Passion" arc. You can call it "Passion 4.75" ("The.