U. Cheetar. And I listed, P.P. On. U, as my professional degree. Then I uploaded the article to the website. Apparently the people who published the s...ite were as stupid as Elaine because it was up in under an hour. I knew that as Elaine had her breakfast at the airport she'd read it, and probably by the time she got home, she would have some kind of scheme to keep me from having sex with her for two weeks until our honeymoon. Women were infinitely better at all of that sneaky shit anyway, so. Like I said, no patience!"I want you to fuck me on your car. I've been a bad, bad, girl. Fuck me officer."With my ass in the air, he slowly peeled the leather up off my ass. His hand firmly smacked against my bare cheek."Mm, is that all you got?"Tempting him, he slapped me even harder, repeatedly, leaving me sore."Fuck, ram it in my now. Fucking ram that cunt!"To my surprise, and excitement, he grabbed his handcuffs and put them around my wrists. My hands were stuck behind my back, making me. Draven was immediately at her side, pulling her into a comforting embrace, her tears soaking into the cotton of his t-shirt as he cradled her. She’d moved into his place, initially for just a week or so, but a week had turned into a month and before she’d realised, 10 months had passed. They’d decided not to renew the tenancy on Dray’s flat and had between them, rented a small house in the middle of town. They found they could live together easily, too easily in fact for some who always saw. "I'm actually surprised to see you here," Gwyneth O'Leary said when she entered the examination room. "I thought you would be in the hospital by now," she finished."Oh, I don't know if I would want our Daughters born during Samhain," Gretchen told her. "I'm not sure I would want Daughters with 'Second Sight' as well as strong Magic Talents." Being Irish, Gwyneth was somewhat familiar with what Samhain was.On returning home, we found our other Wives busy preparing for the festivities of Samhain..