"I should feel nervous, but I didn't. I took a toothbrush out of my back pocket and held it up.He laughed. "This is the first time we're alone togethe...r for a long conversation since Zen Sushi," I said.Evan gave me a very soft kiss on my lips, just the barest of brushes."Come on mochi, you can help me make dinner."I went into the kitchen with him. He had all the fixings out for sandwiches."This is the type of dinner preparation I can do," I said."Me too, sweetness," he said.We were making a ton. Anyway, our conversation eventually got around to the hayride incident and he reminded me that I still owed him a "trophy". I pointed out that it had been a long time ago, that I was married now and that I didn't think it would be a very appropriate thing to do. He just laughed and said there wasn't a statute of limitations on trophy taking and that we could talk about it at the reunion. He teased me some about not having changed much from the shy girl I was twenty years ago, then he let it go. She drew her dress back up again and closed her eyes. Her fingers flew to her cunt and lightly stroked around her hole. I could see it get wet. My own cock grew in response to the sight before me. Her legs widened and her breathing grew deeper. Her hands went to her belly and her clitoris. I stepped between her legs and gently rubbed my prick up and down her cunt. Her eyes snapped open and she looked between her legs at the sight of her labia pushed apart and moving up and down. She had tensed. Fuck you, fuck your stupid questions and you can take them, wrap them around your water bottle and stick it up your arse ... sideways.”“Now now, you need to keep your angry misogynist rhetoric under control, you have already incurred some forfeiture of luxuries and things can be far less comfortable for you. If you begin to accept your station, then the rewards can be exquisite. So it is in your own interest that you start obeying your superiors. Now ... what is your answer to the first.