All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 951 - Chapter 960

We had a nice visit on the phone, and I told her that I didn't know why she felt she couldn't talk to me last weekend. She told me, again, that she was frightened and afraid of what I might do. I asked her what she thought might happen."I deserve a good punch in the mouth, and I was afraid you would do just that.""Baby, have I ever hit you or either one of the kids?""No...""Why would you think I would start now?""I cheated on you honey, and I have no excuse."I took an audible breath. "Do you think we can get past this or not?""I don't know. I am afraid.""Ok, I have an idea. I think that we should consult a marriage counselor, someone who will be neutral and would listen to whatever we told them. What about it?""I don't know. I'm afraid," she repeated."Do you want to stay married to me?""Yes," she answered very quickly."Then let's get into counseling. Let's see if we can get past it, or not.""Ok, can you make the arrangements?""Sure," I answered. "Be prepared to show up a

He pulled out a chair for me to sit and kissed my cheek, softly but quickly, and told me he would have breakfast ready in a jiff. "After that I will fill you in with my plan..."I looked at him and thought for a moment. I could go on the cruise with my son. Fuck Eric and anyone else that might want to say something. I was going to have the best time of my life and I wouldn't let that son of a bitch ruin it for me. I had wanted to go on a cruise all my life, and by god I would. Even if it was with my son.Roy did his homework. He told me that, because we would be going on a honeymoon cruise, I wasn't going to get my money back for anything in the world. We have to go as a couple.He told me to practice calling him Roy and he would call me nothing but Anna. He said that we had to start acting like a couple too. We would need to start holding hands and putting our arms around each other. That I would need to practice sitting with him as my lover not my son, and that I needed to practice

"Thank you", I muttered very quietly.I entered the chapel and looked up at the most handsome man I had ever seen. My, he was so handsome, strong, smart, caring and romantic. I needed him."Shit, did I just say that I needed my son?" I smiled to myself. "Yes, I did, because, yes, I do."I made it to the altar and Roy held out his hand. I nervously took my place beside him, and we stood and took our 'fake wedding' vows. The captain performed the same ceremony as he did for the other couples and we said our fake "I do's".I was very nervous wondering just how my son was going to kiss me. I was determined to let him do it any way he wanted. When the captain said, "You may kiss the bride", Roy turned to me, reached for the back of my neck, brought me to him, and placed his lips on mine. He rolled his tongue over my lips and I parted them, allowing him to taste my tongue. I felt my whole world shift then, as I was now 'fake married' to my son. But it didn't feel fake, it felt real. We then

Mom and I where stranded on an island. What could happen?Enjoy*************Out in the Atlantic Ocean, some fifty miles off the coast of Florida, there stands an island. It is about three miles long and two miles wide. From the outside, if someone were to take a boat and drive around it -- it looks very formidable. Only the bravest of explorers would challenge the terrain which makes it great cover to hide the island's secrets.However, if one flew a light plane over it, one would see something quite different. Inside the formidable mangroves that seem to be blocking the secrets to the island, stands a clearing that no-one could ever see from a boat. It is a vast expanse filled with grass, and if someone were to look close enough, they would notice that it is very well maintained.On one side of the clearing stands a structure with three wings. Two of the wings go deep into the mangroves and the other one extends into the clearing for about thirty meters. Some other smaller structur

The woman then gave her a knowing grin before she forced a look of shock and worry on her face. Then she looked at her son then back at Bill. "You, aren't here for the event?""Oh no. we need to find a way back to the mainland." Linda said."Oh, uh, you won't find a way off this island until after the week is over... you see, everyone is coming here for the week. It is the second week of June, which is when our festival happens every year. And everyone comes here to stay for the week. There is no one going to go home until after.""Well, do you have a phone, or some way to call the authorities so that I can make some arrangements?" Linda asked.Todd and his mother shook their heads in unison."We don't allow the authorities to come here. This is a private island and has its own sanction, we are our own authority. It is privately owned and in international waters. We don't even allow the coast guard here.""How many people are going to be here?" Bill's mom asked."There will be several