She had always loved Galveston. She had wept when Hurricane Ike had struck in 2008. It was not enough to destroy Galveston, but damage still remained ...to be seen. As she had walked across the island through the older section of town she had passed so many of the bushes that gave Galveston its nickname as the Oleander City. And she reveled in the smell of the sea. She loved the ocean and what better place to enjoy it than the beaches of Galveston. She did not much care for the commercialization,. As her Master sat on bed she just moved into his arms and murmured peacefully, “Master.” As she began to open her eyes and saw Scott looking down at her she asked, “Did I make you proud, Master?”He replied, “You sure did! Did you enjoy the fulfillment of your fantasy?”As the memories of her telling her Master about that fantasy came back to her a big smile broke out across her face, “Oh, Yes Master. I thank you so much.” She then whispered, “Please let me serve you this morning, Master.”“We. We can make love whenever and wherever we want and just be a real couple there. Please, do it for me." "Your dad will kill me and if he finds out that we've had sex every single night for two straight months, he'll snap. How can you be so naive to think he won't?" My fist clenched. "No, he won't, damn it!" I yelled, while my feet stomped and my right hand hit the wall. "What about me? Don't you think I'm worth the risk of either one or both of them freaking out? You came inside me the first. The next day nothing was said about our encounter; almost as if it had not happened. I got the impression that she was looking at me differently. I know I viewed her differently and had to do everything in my powers not to stare at her boobs that I had such fun with the previous night. I did not have to wonder long when I would have another shot with mom. As I was getting ready for bed that night I heard them argue again. My dad was yelling that he was just too damn tired. To which, my mom.