This was no initiative test, she thought bitterly. She couldn’t get used to the idea that this could be happening to her, and at the end of the twen...tieth century. Surely she would have been missed by now, at least at work. How long before they raised the alarm and started looking for her? Would they find any clues? She was promised another session this afternoon. There was much she needed to know, and she needed to concentrate and get her mind in order. How long before they started her. "Emily waited while she listened to Sarah's response. "Then send him an email and you can trade emails directly with him. I really have no reason to believe his writing or emailing can affect anyone."When she finally wrapped up the conversation with Sarah, we headed into the building."She's actually afraid to get anywhere near me again, isn't she?" I asked.Emily sighed, "Yes, Master, she is. She is so confused and troubled and you could help her so much, but she is so afraid and there is just. I drifted the rest of the day, hardly interested enough in my surroundings to lift my head. As the evening arrived, my Faith was restored by the most magnificent and colorful display as the sun set into the sea, this work of Art beyond any mortal artist surely needed no further proof of signature to indicate the existence of a Master Artist.I prayed giving thanks for my deliverance, and gave my trust to my Lord God that I would win through. The current and breeze were carrying me south through. Thats what happens when you settle. I reached over and picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me. I kissed her and cupped her tight ass cheeks in my hands. 6-4 and 230 lbs my hands were covering her tight little ass for sure. We kissed and she rested her head on my shoulder. Tightening her legs around me. IF ONLY, and she let go. I laid her on the bed and left for the game. Few days later and she is sitting at the table when I get home. I smiled and she smiled back. Talking with mom, she.