She feltdisgust at herself, letting another man use her like this, kneeling athis feet in such a submissive way. She also felt powerful. She'd beenin... control giving him something than men really wanted. That part ofwhat she felt was a good feeling. She stood slowly. It was done now,part of her and she would have to accept both feelings.He came out of the bathroom walked, straight over to the table, signingwith a flourish before handing her the pen. She filled in the detailsand signed. He. " So..." I smiled."So I'm free if you're free to do ... whatever," she looked down at the table again, embarrassed by her forthrightness, vague as it was."Good, I look forward to lots of ... whatever. But perhaps we should do something special?" I'm in favor of special," she punctuated that with a kiss. "What did you have in mind?" I have no idea," I said, my mind spinning. "We could go somewhere quiet for a long weekend perhaps?" You have good ideas. I expect to be pleasantly surprised when I. I tried to calm down and think rationally, but all I could think of was that she had sentenced me to death. Why hadn't the bitch died straight off in the road? It was still mid afternoon when I arrived at the quarry, this time I drove straight down to the end of the track. After I switched off the engine I sat for a few minutes gathering my thoughts. As I gazed at the dark still waters of the flooded quarry I recalled seeing some rusty chain left over from when the boatyard had been there, I. Ally smiled at her and Sam felt herself being pulled in a motherly hug that she didn't know she needed until this moment "I wish you all the happiness in the world. And you can consider yourself my third daughter, if you don't mind of course."Sam looked at her and tears fell across her face, 'A mother, something I didn't get the chance to have' she smiled a little "Oh Ally, thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me." Okay, I'll leave you now," Ally walked to the door then.