Do you understand?" i nodded in the affirmative, my head rustling the grass beneath it. A small sigh - of satisfaction? "Excellent. Then We shall beg...in." Warm, hard hands closed over mine, then lifted away. The sensation of pressurequickly abated as the thin rope binding my wrists crossed in front of me loosenedand fell away. My arms were free, and i let them flop to my side, feeling themthud to the soft earth with a sense of relief. The almost- whistle of something cutting swiftly through the. "You'll have to forgive him, sir," My pretty wife began to her new boss, "he's a little dim." Yes, I've no idea what I was thinking hiring him in the first place..." He remarked.I just bowed my head, submissively accepting my fate."First order of business, bend over for me!" He instructed my wife."Oooh yes sir!" She eagerly agreed, bending forward laying over his desk.He pulled her short skirt up over her hips, revealing her gorgeous well-rounded firm yet smooth to the touch bumcheeks in a. Antonia watched him, and could not believe the difference in this man. Awake, he was solid granite. Asleep, he looked like a drug addict coming down from a bad trip. The steward asked if her friend was okay. ‘I think he is reliving a bad episode from the war, in Afghanistan.’ ‘If he needs anything, call me immediately.’ ‘Blankets, please.’ The warmth of the blankets seemed to help a little, and when Antonia took his hand, rubbed it along her cheek, and kissed his palm, Frank seemed to calm. Your grandmother thought I might be able to help make sure nothing happened to either one of you,” I explained. “It won’t last long. I’m just going to be here until the real police find the man who made the threats. After that I’ll be gone.”“Do you have a gun?” Megan asked.“No, but I can get one if I need it. Don’t worry Megan your mom and I can handle anything that comes along,” I further explained. “So how is the pizza?”“It’s fine. I do love pizza,” she said.“Me to. I have take out pizza.