..”. He stopped as I slowly stood up.“Don’t. Call. Me. That” I said slowly. “Don’t you fucking dare call me missy”“I’ll do whatever.....”. The words coming out of his mouth tailed off as I started to walk around the table towards him. I was fucking furious that this jumped up little man could have the cheek to call me missy.I walked right up to him. We were face to face. Toe to toe. His face was now almost white as a sheet.“Don’t you fucking EVER call me that. In fact you will NEVER call me. It wasn't a pleasant ride home. Next time she would start out a little earlier and get home sooner, too.She finally reached the curved dirt drive to their cottage. She could see a lamp on in the parlor and candle light thru the windows of the kitchen. She could make out his stocky frame pacing the floor with a scowl on his face. She almost didn't want to go in., but in she did." Where the HELL have you been? Do you know what time it is?" he screamed." I've been worried sick about you!" It's. More

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