"Cornflakes," she requested moodily."Sit on the bed. I'll be back in a little while."I locked the door behind me and prepared breakfast for both of us.... Balancing the tray on my arm, I opened the door but became suspicious when she was nowhere in sight."Olivia!" I called out.Placing the tray down on the floor, I entered the room and searched around in vain. The door to the bathroom was ajar and I rushed over to investigate. A crash from behind drew my attention. In her hurry to escape, Olivia. He is going to take one look at you and his jaw isgoing to hit the floor." I giggled as this was exactly what I was hopingwould happen.On Saturday, Gwen accompanied me to her spa, where we both had facialsalong with a manicure and pedicure. She helped me pick out a nail andlip color that would go with the outfit. We spent some time with the spacosmetologist (Brittany) selecting the makeup look for the evening."What look are you hoping to achieve?" Brittany asked. Before I couldanswer, Gwen. I'd been in the healing chamber less than a minute later.The box was a mess. Cadence curiously pointed at things and I handed her my sword belt."What are you going to carry?" she asked."Well, I need to acquire a new dagger, a couple shuriken, and some throwing knives. You, however, are my new bodyguard, warrior woman. I will be armed with crutches and a cithara." I pulled the instrument from the box. It had a broken string. "And, by the way," I continued, "you look as deadly as I know you are.". But what I couldn't understand was why Michael was letting this happen. I struggled to get loose again, but to no avail. Finally I was able to pull my face away from Michael's enough so I could look into his eyes. He was still thrusting up into my pussy from underneath, rhythmically, about once every second or so, in and out, in and out, it seemed so deliberate, not really fast, just constant. Then as I opened my mouth to speak, Michael said, "Baby, Billy watches my back over in Iraq every day..