Riley and I were often in a place where we could be seen from outside the shop but I didn’t look for long enough to see if anyone saw us. “Is Riley okay?” Matt asked. xxx 18 You just can’t tell, so if we do go to McDonalds don’t expect too much.”
“No ma’am.”
“Riley, I’m, not superwoman, nor ma’am or anything like that, I’m Georgia, slut or tart or whore or anything like that.”
“You’re not any of those things, you’re nice and considerate and your helping me.”
“Well you can thank me by doing what I tell you, when I tell you.”
“Yes sir!”
“My, my, you are a happy little bunny today Riley.”
“Yes I am aren’t I, I guess that it’s because you’ve taught me a valuable lesson.”
“And what would that be?”
“That a girl is supposed to let men




















