hmmmm good question, but I don't have a very good answer
I'd say I'm equally upset over both unfortunate happenings

I think maybe it's best I just assign you your work, and you perform it admirably
aside from that, probably best that I leave you to your fate with the other Staffers, and find solace in more accommodating slut arms

Steps back in

EMTS arrive and Freya gets a quick pupil and vitals
check before they put her on a stretcher and take
her out.
She keeps her eyes closed so she doesn't have to look at
Rand and mercifully she is gone from him and that look
on his face.

Ja siche, siche!

I think under totally different circumstances, you and I may have liked each other. I would have had to be something other than the Defense Attorney that I am and maybe you not a cop or at least not a crooked one. It happens to a lot of people, the power and corruption goes right to their head, the fat bank accounts, I see it all the time. These are the people that pay me to keep them out of jail. Full circle - I'm here to make sure the 'do gooders' as you put it, stop sniffing around your businesses.

I listen. I mean, I really listen. I want us to get along, I don't want to have to be tiptoeing around you on eggshells every second of every day.

Are you more upset about the fact that you find me cold, or that you believe you have lost face amongst your lesser peers?

out

*Letting the sun into the old garage as I start to sweep it out. Been wanting to do some spring cleaning anyways. A glance over at my neighbor's house wondering if his daughter's home from college yet or not, she always used to come and chat with me.*

She's looking at you...who's gonna help her?
...good question. She shakes her head. Not you .
Because they'll kill you if you try.
I don't know...you don't understand.
The knowledge that you were in danger because of her
made this doubly hard. Guilt, fear...hating herself
for bringing you into it. She goes silent, listening.
Yes the odds were against her but how bad would they
be for you? You were a sitting duck if you made a move
which she is sure you would! And the only way to protect
you is to keep you in the dark. At least until she can
figure out what to do.

When you say she has beautiful eyes, she almost loses
it. Tears well up but she won't let them fall, she just
stares at you and in a matter of seconds a wall, like a
car window comes up between her and you.
Invisible barrier separating her from you.

Secluded Beach
Makes my turn on the lonely sand
of this beach and heads back to town.

I need to find the
Real
I need to put a stake in whst
Is done and
Call it done

I need to get my head
Out of yesterday and think about today

I have lost so many of my presents
Stuck in the past

She's looking at you...who's gonna help her?
...good question. She shakes her head. Not you .
Because they'll kill you if you try.
I don't know...you don't understand.
The knowledge that you were in danger because of her
made this doubly hard. Guilt, fear...hating herself
for bringing you into it. She goes silent, listening.
Yes the odds were against her but how bad would they
be for you? You were a sitting duck if you made a move
which she is sure you would! And the only way to protect
you is to keep you in the dark. At least until she can
figure out what to do.

When you say she has beautiful eyes, she almost loses
it. Tears well up but she won't let them fall, she just
stares at you and in a matter of seconds a wall, like a
car window comes up between her and you.
Invisible barrier separating her from you.

~*~PleasureMistress~*~ has started a new game with the following players:
~*~PleasureMistress~*~

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 4 9 4 3 3 8 8 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " p l e a s u r e m i s t r e s s " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " p l e a s u r e m i s t r e s s " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 4 9 4 3 3 8 8 }

~*~PleasureMistress~*~ has started a new game with the following players:
~*~PleasureMistress~*~

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 4 9 4 3 1 1 9 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " p l e a s u r e m i s t r e s s " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " p l e a s u r e m i s t r e s s " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 4 9 4 3 1 1 9 }

Secluded Beach
One good night out of how many hundreds alone.
Often, I resent being sent to do business in this place.
And then I head off running down the beach again.

out

The tech Guard is gone down the hallway and he and I have made great strides in the things that need to be accomplished, including looking into WAD. I was sure you'd hear about all of that in due time, it wasn't anything I needed to be discussing right now.

The stripe across both ass cheeks and around one hip, is no longer dark red. It's bruising now, mottled with blues, greens, yellows and browns. Added to that little work of art, are a couple of faint hand prints.

I work a lather up with the bar of soap and hand scrub the garment, making sure to get all of the gook off of it. Then it's rinsed and wrung out, I dry my hands sort of, on my upper thighs and then pull the wet sack over my head and flip my hair back out of the neck area as if it's the most normal thing in the world to do - to put a wet garment on.

There won't be anything for you to nitpick about my cell, because it's clean and there's no book left now. There's nothing out of place.

I avoid the mattress because I don't want to get it wet so I just lean back against the wall and tuck my hands between the wall and my ass cheeks. Green eyes are digging at yours again.

Why are you upset today?

*It is a beautiful day out and I decide to head outside and get some work done before going out this evening. Opening the doors on the garage to let in the spring air.*

Yes true derby close winner 18 to 1 pd 38.80? For 2 buck tix? Hard to pick them longshots 🙂😏