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... ownership of me not just acceptable, but so right and warm, comforting and safe. I think I fell for her the moment she proclaimed it. After our kiss, she again looked me in the eye and we shared a little moment, like we were silently communicating all these things before she excused herself with a little smile to go, "powder her nose". I was still effectively blown away, not even trying to put my clothes back to rights until Carrie started doing it for me with a faintly proud smile. "I shouldn't be surprised," she said. "Huh?" I asked, still trying to gather my wits. With a chuckle, she explained, "When she first saw you... well, Dawn's a pretty intense chick at times, not given to infatuation or love at first sight, but she sure took notice when you got out of that car." "Really?" "To put it lightly. But, uhh... Look, I've known her a long time," she told me, pushing my boobs back into my bra, "and I'm here to guarantee you that she'll always treat you like gold. I can see how you feel about her too, but you'd better make it good and clear to your boy- ex-boyfriend- that it's over. She wasn't k**ding about her getting rid of him if he gives you a problem. I don't mean to scare you or anything because she'd never, ever hurt you in any way, but she's what you might call... an enf***er." "What do you mean?" "I mean," she further explained, grabbing my thong and pulling it up my legs as I closed them for her, "that if somebody's being a pain in the ass, she's one of the ...

... people who may be sent to pay them a visit." "Ohhh," I solemnly said, nodding as I started to get not only what she was saying, but a lot of things about the people I'd met at Wheeling Auto Service. "Again, I don't want to worry you," she assured as I lifted my tush so she could pull my thong the rest of the way up, "and it's really not my place to say too much about this stuff, but make sure your ex-boyfriend gets the message loud and clear from you. She may share you from time to time, mostly with women, but if anyone, especially a man, ever lays a hand on you in the wrong way without her permission and she finds out about it, it'll be the last fuckin thing he ever uses that hand for." I nodded again as she started pulling my capris up. Mostly recovered from the best orgasm of my life, my eyes were now wide with the incredible information that had just been imparted and all that it implied. It only made me feel more important, more valued and special to my new and very sudden lover. I stood, processing it all as she pulled them up to my hips. "We're a big, happy, lucrative f****y," she summed up, adding, "We take care of each other and we're not to be fucked with." "Um, does Mom know about...?" I trailed off. "No. I mean, I'm sure she has her suspicions because, while nobody's actually come out and said anything to her like I just did to you, neither is anybody really trying to hide anything from her, and it's not like she's stupid. If she was, Dave wouldn't want her as his ...