Responses to myInstagram posts. Responses to my blog posts. The person I really wantedto talk to wasn't responding.I'm not usually one to meditate, ...but I was in the mood for it. It's beena crazy day. An even crazier week. I feel like I just need a reset andto find some inner calm.I gazed at the sunset, eventually closed my eyes and zoned out to thesounds of the wind, birds, and just the sounds of nature. When the sunfinally set, it started to get cold, so Speckles and I hiked back to. "Really? Is she in there?" Yes. At least, she should be. I told my manager to put her down for the night." Oooh, goody. Can I see?"Damon looked at her. "Why? You want some cunt? Don't you get enough with all those girls you have?" No, silly. I just want to see how you keep her so hot and pliable. I just want to steal your trade secrets. You are the best, you know."He didn't catch the sarcasm. She knew he wouldn't. After a good fuck, a man's ego didn't let him think. He had fulfilled his. " I timidly answered."But only at the weekend," I added lamely."Yes dear." She patted my arm as we entered the classroom, thus stoppingthe line of conversation.She said no more to me during the lesson, but I was a nervous wreckhardly taking any of the lesson in. When we got up during the lesson tostretch and admire the other peoples work she just smiled and winked.Lesson over she disappeared before I had a chance to talk to her. Forthe rest of the term she said nothing, I on the other hand. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. If you don't give us any trouble it may go smoother for you with the judge."I made a conscious effort to breathe. With my fingers starting to tremble, I signed where he indicated, he gave me my copies, and I saw him walk back to the parking lot and drive off.My eyes now began to focus on the document. In bold type right across the top it said "PETITION FOR ENSLAVEMENT OF DEBTOR".Becky had walked up to stand next to me and also saw that heading."Why.