I grabbed a biscuit, slathered it in gravy, a few strips of bacon, and a glass of sweet tea and sat in the recliner diagonal from him. “Hey sleepy h...ead, nice to see you’re finally awake,” he joked. I looked at the clock; it was almost 11, way too late for me to sleep in (I’m no morning person, but I hate feeling like I wasted my morning). I simply smiled and stuffed my face with bacon, very manly I know, and turned my attention to the TV. He had turned it to the weather channel; apparently, a. "You are right and you are wrong," I told her. "You are right about putting it on the table face down after you took out the photos, but you are wrong about the first time when you took out that silly letter you claim I wrote. It was face up then and I read your name on it." "I don't believe you," she answered. "I feel it in my bones that I am right. So we continue with your little game of you the master, me the slave. It might not be all that bad now that I have inspected you for a while. You. I awkwardly held my books to my chest with both hands as we walked tothe library. JT insisted on putting his arm around me, and it felt likeeveryone we passed by was staring at me. I couldn't shake the feelingthat I was in drag or something, with my female hips swaying with eachstep and the weight of Jesse's breasts hanging at my chest in the tightfitting sports bra. It was impossible to get used to.Once in the library, I tried to sit on the opposite side of the tablefrom JT, but he moved. " She was determined to hear the words."Nebulous words are easy, but Peter has set out to really prove it." If you're that concerned about it, yes, I would do anything that Peterdoes, but does it go both ways?" What do you mean James?" Do you love me enough not to do something that would hurt me?" Of course." In that case, yes I'd do anything he would." We'll see, tonight." Her smile widened to a grin."Why, what's happening tonight?" You'll see."With that they both headed off to work, Lucy as.