Without speaking, they walked hand in hand to the bedroom, although Rachel noticed that Karen seemed unsteady on her feet. The alcohol that had been ...onsumed and the emotions that had been generated when Bob left Rachel’s house had been too much for Karen. As soon as she removed her high heels and lay on the bed, she knew that she wanted sleep, even more than she wanted Rachel. “Rachel, please do not be hurt, but what I would really like right now is for us to take off our clothes, get under. She realized Devon must have been as tired, as she was the night before based on the fact he didn't wake her through the night to pleasure him. She laid out his clothes and slipped out the door into the long open hallway. Her room was next to Devon's and there was a door joining the two but they rarely used it. The door had one lock on Devon's side so he could enter her room at any time. It hadn't happened since she had been there. Even though he was her Master he did respect her privacy. His. She was jumping up and down in agitation, so Gazza pulled over quickly, worried about what had gotten her worked up.They looked at the property quizzically. It was surrounded by a two-metre white-brick wall except for a driveway that was walled on both sides and ended in a garage door of the type that lifted up in one section. A black-steel set of gates could be shut at the entrance. A steel, personal-gate was built into the front wall and lamps were spaced along the walls that they could. His wife’s face smiled at him and he got lost in her eyes again. He knew that he would forgive her anything and that he still loved her fiercely. He just wondered what had been going on, what kind of conspiracy had he been unaware of? ‘I guess everyone should explain, right?’ Barby nodded to the others, who smiled and looked back at her. ‘We should start from the beginning and that’s me. I don’t have my daddy’s last name because he never married my mom and they don’t get along. Which is dumb.
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