"Hey Blondie!" It was Screwdriver, a bottle of Bud in one meaty hand, cigarette in the other. His vest hung open, showing a bit of a belly, his chest ...covered in dark curls. He wore what she’d come to recognize as an ersatz uniform among the bikers. Belted jeans, black boots, a vest or tee, leather jacket during the cooler months. Tonight all she could see were vests and tees, mostly white, and mostly clinging to bodies of all shapes. Screwdriver’s smile was unfocused, the result of a long night. "It's going to help us with the Nutcracker, too. She gave me theCD. Amber, Kayla and I have been working on it in the garage." I've got to admit, you three are pretty sneaky," their grandmothersaid."I think you'll both do fine in the pageant," Amanda said.***** Andrea Dornan sat at her desk, listening to Nicole describe how her lifehad been after the court battle between her mother and her aunt anduncle."So you've had no more bad dreams?" She asked."Well, sometimes," she said. "It's. .. leaving himstanding in his boots and held up by the collar and cable... panting...trying to breathe... fighting the constriction of the corset and theslight choking from the collar.A moment later she stood in front of him with a long white rubberdress... it was a wedding dress... thick... shiny... flowing... hisheart sank even more seeing the garment in front of him...She took it and draped it at his feet, then had him step into it. Sheslowly pulled the slippery garment up past his knees,. No dreams for me. Sue twitched a few times, waking me briefly, but I’m usually a light sleeper and used to waking and dropping back to sleep.We both awoke early, kissing in the early morning light. Sue actually works out... !! That was a shock to my system, but not as much as joining her shocked my body. No gym for Sue, the bitch actually runs the dog agility course, in full, non-stop, six fucking times... !!Of course we raced each other, foregone conclusion, Sue won but only by a nipple. That.