01 March 2013

Chapter 56 - The Dirty, Dirty Couple





The day after we get back from our honeymoon, we’re invited over for a welcome home barbecue at my parents' place. Mom loves having the whole family around her, so naturally she’s happy to have an excuse to gather us all together. 

I notice with interest that Kate’s brother Ethan has also been included, much to Mia’s obvious delight. Apparently he’s got into the psych program at Seattle, which means he’s going to be sticking around rather than going off travelling overseas again. 

For him to have been included in our family gathering today, I’m guessing my parents approve of him. Of course he comes from the same ‘respectable’ family as Kate, so that no doubt reassures my dad.

Everyone wants to hear all about our trip, especially as my parents went to some of the same places on their honeymoon, and Mom even starts dropping hints to Dad about how much she’d love a second honeymoon in Paris and the South of France. 

From the look that passes over Elliot’s face, I guess he doesn't want to think about our parents getting all smoochy and romantic together any more than I do, so he changes the subject.

“How’s married life then, little bro? Is Ana getting used to your snoring and your smelly feet?” Elliot teases me.

“She seems to be tolerating all of my faults well enough,” I reply, refusing to rise to his bait, as I play with the rings on Ana’s wedding finger to help keep me calm.

“Now that you’re back, we can make a start with your new house. If you can get the plans finalized with Gia, I have a window September through to mid-November when I can get the whole crew on it,” Elliot suggests.

He might goof around like a big dick at times, but when it comes to building projects, my brother is the undoubted expert and knows what he’s doing, which is why Grey Construction is a very successful company. Just as I’ve ensured with my company, he has a great team working for him, and that’s a large part of his success. 

My brother is now a wealthy man in his own right, although not quite in the same league as me. There aren’t many who are.

I know he is doing me a favor and must be putting off other lucrative contracts to be able to offer to start work on our house so soon, so I feel obliged to make finalizing our plans a priority. And in any case, I’m really looking forward to Ana and I having our own home together, one that she has had a large input into. I want her to be happy in our forever house. I just want to make her happy, period.

“Gia is due to come over to discuss the plans tomorrow evening. I hope we can finalize everything then,” I tell Elliot, but Ana looks somewhat surprised when I turn to her for confirmation. 

Did I not run this by her?  I never waste time; I'm always decisive regarding all the deals I have in progress, so it’s still a new concept for me to have to remember to include Ana in this process. But it’s a courtesy I must remember in future, although I can't see why there should be any problem with her fitting into my arrangements, as I expect my wife to be able to do.

But she’s in a funny mood today, so she only picks at her food and seems distant. At least she ate well on our honeymoon and has definitely put back at least some of the weight she lost when she left me. 

But I don’t like seeing her moody like this, and I even whisper to her about taking her out to the boathouse and spanking her out of her bad mood, which gets her attention. I’m putting it down to jet lag. 

At least I hope that’s what it is and not that she’s worried about this arson incident at Grey House. I’m still fucking mad that it interrupted our honeymoon, and necessitated me having to spend time away from my new wife, so I’ve tried my best to shield her from all the details about it. 

She shouldn’t be concerned; it’s not her problem to deal with, it’s mine. I only finally conceded to her that it was definitely arson when she quoted her marriage vows at me to get me to open up to her. Part of me still thinks it would have been better if she didn’t know. Ignorance is bliss. The only upside is that she perhaps better comprehends the need for extra security now.

Welch has been left in little doubt that I'm furious that someone managed to gain access to the server room at Grey House – the very heart of my empire. 

For Christ’s sake, even though we’re meant to be on high alert, somehow this fucker managed to bypass all our supposedly foolproof security to start a fire. It was only a small fire, and thank fuck the Argon fire suppression system had been installed, because it prevented any major damage that would have been caused by any other form of fire control, so at least we suffered virtually no down time due to the incident. 

But what next? First Charlie Tango, then this. My major worry is that Ana is such a vulnerable target. I cannot bear to think of her being hurt in any way. I cannot let it happen.

So security has already been stepped up another notch, as we have now taken Ryan as well as Sawyer under contract. Ryan is ex FBI rather than military, so he brings another set of valuable skills and contacts to our security team. 

Extra vehicles have been ordered as well, but they will take a while to arrive, due to all the advanced security features that have to be installed. 

Taylor flew home from Europe ahead of us to finalize the details, before spending some quality time with his daughter, having been away from her for the best part of three weeks. At least with the extra security personnel, he should be freed up to spend more time with his daughter, although I can't deny I always feel happier when he’s around. But the man can't be expected to operate 24/7; it’s just not humanly possible.

I think Taylor wondered if he still had a job, after I bawled him out when  he let Ana go out on the Jet Ski by herself when she wanted to go shopping in Saint-Paul-De-Vence. 

But however furious I was, I quickly worked out that it wasn’t really his fault, because my defiant wife had hoodwinked him into thinking I’d okayed it.  I nearly had a heart attack when I saw her out there, but as she waved to me I could see she was really having fun, so afterwards when she begged me not to be mad at her, I tried my best to keep calm.





As worried as I am about her safety, the last thing I want to do is crush her adventurous free spirit, because it’s one of the things I love about her. 

It’s also typical of Ana that while I bought her a diamond cuff bracelet that cost an obscene amount of money, she chose for herself a little silver anklet that must have cost just a few Euros. 

I made no comment, because I love that she is still not materialistic, and it did look very cute and sexy on her, as well as helping to disguise the horrid red welt that I’d inflicted on her that keeps playing on my conscience.



Anyhow, I let Ana drive us both on the jet ski on our last day, and although she messed up and ended up getting us both thrown off and into the water, no harm was done, and she said she still had fun. 

No doubt I will be a total nervous wreck worrying about her when we eventually go skiing in Aspen, but I also know that she will love it as much as I do, and so I want her to learn to ski. More contradictory feelings for me to cope with.

There’s no question I’m finding it hard to balance my fervent desire to keep Ana safe, while wanting to indulge her every wish and let her have fun. 

I’m very glad I have a session with Flynn booked in for tomorrow to talk through all these issues I’ve been having. 

It was so sweet of Ana to be concerned for my welfare when she asked how long I’d gone without seeing Flynn before. I’m glad she gets how important he is for me, because I’m thinking it will also be a good idea for Ana to have some sessions with him to talk through some of her own issues.

While we were away, she bought me a camera to take pictures of her – I think she meant erotic pictures along the lines of the ones she found of my subs – the insurance pictures. 

Maybe it was also my interest in the naked female Florence D’elle pictures we saw in one of the galleries that prompted her to get me a camera. 

I tried to tell her that there is nothing wrong in appreciating the beauty of the female form, and as hers is the most beautiful form I’ve ever seen, she need have no worries.

FLORENCE D'ELLE PHOTO

So while I’m trying to leave my past behind because I know I used to objectify women, Ana still seems to be worrying about not being enough for me, trying to do something for me that my subs did. I wasn’t really sure if that was what her gift of the camera was about, so I just messed around and posed for her with my best Blue Steel pout.

 Later on I used my gift from her to take lots of pictures of my darling wife, mostly while she was sleeping, because I love seeing her so natural and unguarded. I'm looking forward to reviewing those pictures, as well as all our other wedding and honeymoon photos.

I also like to hear what Ana says when she talks in her sleep, as it’s like having a private connection to her innermost thoughts. So I know she is worried about all the shit that’s gone down, however much she tries to make out she isn’t. That’s why I have to make sure she is safe at all times. This is my duty as her husband. I have to try and stop her fretting and worrying.

Luckily we’ve just about finished eating when it suddenly starts to rain, so we all beat a hasty retreat indoors. It means my dad takes off his ridiculous chef’s hat and James Bond ‘Licensed to Grill’ apron, but at least seeing him like that seemed to amuse Ana and make her smile.




I know Ana’s still not totally at ease with my dad due to the whole prenup debacle, which I think he regrets, but it was all of his own doing. He should have just thought about keeping his mouth shut about it in front of her, instead of acting the big lawyer to score points over me following the whole Elena affair disclosure.

Neither my mom nor Ana has any idea that Elena attempted to send a wedding gift and card. She sent it directly to me at my office, no doubt in an attempt to bypass Ana, but I immediately returned it unopened once I realized who it was from when I saw her distinctive handwriting on the envelope. 

I can’t believe that she honestly thought it was appropriate or that I could possibly accept it. I know Ana would have gone totally apeshit if I had shown her, and there is no way I would ever want to upset her like that. I only want to make her happy.

I love seeing her smile. I loved watching her laugh uncontrollably as I tickled her when we were away, because she looked so happy and carefree just as she does in José’s pictures, and just so breathtakingly beautiful. 

It was a shame I couldn’t let her reciprocate, but that’s a step too far for me – I’ve never been tickled in my life. At least these days I can let Ana touch me, in fact I crave her touch, so that is huge progress.  I can even let my mom hug me, which I think she’s quite pleased about. Makes me seem more like her other children, I guess. I wouldn’t go that far, Grey.

I’ve missed being able to play my piano while we’ve been away on our honeymoon, so now I feel myself drawn to Mom’s piano. As I start to play, it brings back happy memories. Music is very important to me, it helps to soothe my soul, and I've always been very grateful that my mom introduced it into my life at a very young age. 

It’s very pleasing for me to see the close bond that’s forming between my mom and Ana, as they sit happily chatting together.



While I play, I’m thinking about my wonderful girl and I find myself gently crooning the words of a favorite track of mine by The Calling.

I'll go wherever you will go,
Way up high or down low,
I'll go wherever you will go’.

 I suddenly realize that everyone has gone silent, and is staring at me for some reason, so I stop.

"Go on. I've never heard you sing, Christian. Ever,” Mom whispers quietly as she stares at me.

I remember her singing to me all the time when I was a little boy, and trying to get me to join in. And I always used to, in my head anyway. But now the moment has passed, and I can't sing anymore, so I close the piano, then wander over to the French windows to look out, as Mom disappears off to make some tea, clutching a tissue to her eye for some reason.

Ana comes over to join me, and I shrug off her questions about my singing, not really getting what the big deal about it is with everyone. 

So then I ask if she’s ready to go. I’ve had enough of company. I want to have my wife all to myself, especially when she whispers in my ear asking if I'm going to spank her. Hell, yes. 

I’m happy to play if she is, but I will not be hurting her in any real way. That lesson has been reinforced to me only too clearly by our recent honeymoon handcuff punishment fuck. I’ve learnt that it hurts me afterwards far more than it does her, when I have to look at the ugly marks I’ve inflicted on my beloved wife, purely to indulge my sadistic nature.

~~~

In a moment of impulsive madness, I offer to let Ana drive the R8 home, because on the way over today she asked if I would ever let her, and I want to prove to her that I really mean it when I tell her that what’s mine is hers.

“Here,” I say as I throw her the keys. “Don’t bend it or I will be fucking pissed.”

 I’ll be upset if she damages it in any way, but it can be fixed. Or I’ll just buy another one. It’s a straightforward drive back anyhow.

Her face is an absolute picture as she beams back at me. To say that Ana is excited about driving the R8 is an understatement. Shit. She practically floors it as she drives away, and I’m suddenly reminded how much I hate other people driving unless I'm totally confident in their abilities, but it’s too late now. Today, it’s me who has to suck it up.

Sawyer and Ryan seem half asleep, they are so slow in following us as we leave. They should have known we were ready to head back, right?

But as Ana settles down to drive more responsibly, I'm not too concerned. That is, until I get a call on my cell from Luke Sawyer.  

“Mr. Grey, can I ask if you are driving?”

“No.”

“Mrs. Grey is driving?”

“Yes. She is.”

“It might be nothing, sir, but we’ve just run a check on the Dodge behind you, and it’s coming up as an unsub.”

“I see,” I sigh as I rub my forehead and try to think clearly. The last thing I want to do is panic Ana while she’s driving, and there’s nowhere we can stop and swap over while we are possibly being pursued. Sawyer and Ryan are too far back to be able to come between us and the unsub yet.

“The best option at this time is just to keep driving, sir,” Sawyer advises, which is the conclusion I’d just come to. “Is Mrs. Grey a competent enough driver to be able to outrun the unsub if necessary?”

“I don’t know,” I reply. But I realize there is no other option. I'm going to have to coax her through this, and just hope to God she rises to this challenge, in the same way as she has to every other that’s been thrown at her so far.

“We’re fine. Keep going,” I calmly try to smile at Ana when she looks at me curiously, as I hold the phone away for a minute before I resume the conversation.

“Mr. Grey, your car has the advantage over the Dodge for speed and maneuverability, so my recommendation is that as soon as you hit the 520, you instruct Mrs. Grey to drive at high speed to put as much distance as possible between yourselves and the unsub, while we concentrate on getting between you and the pursuer to take him out of the picture.”

“Okay, on the 520. As soon as we hit it.”

“Remain in constant contact to enable us to advise re the status of the unsub, and issue any revised instructions.”

“Yes.”

“And once you reach Seattle, instruct Mrs. Grey to head straight for Escala by the quickest possible route, so we can immediately evacuate you both to a known secure location.”

“I will.”

“What’s wrong, Christian?” Ana asks, turning to me as I put the phone in the speaker cradle on hands free.

“Just look where you’re going, baby,” I say as calmly as I can. I have to try and make sure she doesn’t lose her concentration when I tell her what she has to do. I just fucking wish I was driving. I just fucking wish Sawyer and Ryan had been doing their job properly so we hadn't ended up in this situation.

“I don’t want you to panic, but as soon as we’re on the 520 proper, I want you to step on the gas. We’re being followed,” I quietly inform her.

She gasps, and her hands grip the steering wheel tightly as her eyes immediately jump to the rear view mirror.

“Keep your eyes on the road, baby,” I order.

“How do we know we’re being followed?” she asks nervously.

“The Dodge behind us has false license plates.”

I see Ana squaring her shoulders and taking a deep breath to calm herself, and it seems she’s drawing on some inner strength from somewhere. Maybe Ray has given her some lessons on tactical driving? I doubt it, as I think he would have mentioned it to me before, when we were discussing Ana’s driving at the graduation ceremony. 

But I'm sure as hell getting her trained up at the earliest opportunity as soon as this is over, as had been my intention all along once we returned from our honeymoon. Now I wish I’d seen to it even sooner.

I hate not being in control with fuck all I can do about it, except put my trust in Ana’s dubious driving skills. But as always she surprises me. As we head towards Seattle and she follows my instructions, she surpasses herself to do very well. 

But even as I praise her, I still have to clutch my hands together tightly in my lap to keep my cool, as she weaves at speed between the two lanes of traffic, but then has to brake sharply to deal with a stupid fucking truck that decides to pull out in front of us.

In response to a query from Ana, Sawyer informs us they can't tell if it’s a man or woman driving the Dodge because it’s a tinted car. This information is a distraction that Ana could do without, because she starts speculating on the possibility of the pursuer being Elena or Leila, so I quickly take the phone out of the cradle to tell her to just concentrate on her driving, before replacing it.

Next Ana worries about being stopped by the cops for speeding. 

Like that’s our main concern right now - in fact I’d welcome their intervention. Speeding tickets can be made to go away, as I know from my own personal experience, although I don’t elaborate too much on this to Ana when she asks if I've ever been stopped.

“Flash the headlights,” I order when a stupid fucking Ford Mustang won’t get out of the way.

“But that would make me an asshole,” she protests.

“So be an asshole!” I snap. I just want to get Ana out of danger and in a place of safety, so I couldn’t give a fuck what some other stupid brain dead driver thinks.

Ana’s done incredibly well so far, but as we get off the 520, she suddenly panics as she can't remember the way to Escala. She’s not that familiar with the route because she hasn’t lived in Seattle all that long, plus she’s no doubt worried because she knows the Dodge is still on our tail. 

So I guide her in, instructing her to run the lights when they change to yellow, knowing we’ll be a sitting target otherwise. Having no idea of the intentions of the occupant of the Dodge, I really don’t want to have to test out how well the R8’s bullet proof glass holds up.

When Sawyer informs us that the unsub is picking up speed down Stewart, rather than risk it catching us up, I suddenly spot an opportunity for us to lose them, and make a snap decision.

“Ana – quick – in here,” I yell, pointing to a parking lot on the south side of Boren Avenue.

Ana swerves in sharply, making the tires squeal.  I see her panic as I point to a space to park in.

“Just fucking do it,” I yell again, knowing from Ray how bad her parking is reputed to be. But again Ana rises to the occasion. She parks perfectly so now we blend in inconspicuously.


“We’re hidden in the parking lot between Stewart and Boren,” I inform Sawyer.

“Okay, sir. Stay where you are; we’ll follow the unsub.” I can tell by his tone that he’s pissed.

Protocol under these circumstances is always that the Principal, i.e. me, follows the instructions of the security detail unquestioningly, to enable them to do their job effectively. 

Sawyer knows that here in this parking lot, we are totally helpless if we’re spotted, and they would not be able to protect us as they are still too far behind. Sawyer instructed me to head straight for Escala as it's the safest option for us to be secured, and now I haven’t complied with his instruction. 

But that’s only because they haven’t done their fucking job properly by being too far behind us, and he knows it. Rest assured, we will be having words later.

I can't deny I'm worried until Sawyer reports that the unsub has gone straight past the parking lot we’re hidden in, and I know my gamble has paid off.  We both sag in relief. As always, my girl has done so well, and I congratulate her.

“Does this mean you’ll stop complaining about my driving?” she cheekily asks, which makes me laugh out loud.

But now that we are safe, Ana confesses that her legs have gone to Jello. She’s been running on adrenaline to get her through the experience, but now she starts shaking and shuddering as she goes into shock. And then my poor baby bursts into tears, and I feel so upset and angry that she’s been put through this terrifying experience, despite all my attempts to keep her safe.

“No, baby, no. Please don’t cry,” I whisper. I pull her onto my lap to comfort her, as I gently kiss her. She curls her arms around me and sobs into my neck as we sit together.

“The unsub has slowed outside Escala. He’s casing the joint,” Sawyer reports via my cell.

“Follow him,” I order. How fucking dare the bastard follow us to our home. I want this piece of shit tracked down and dealt with.

Ana tries to subtly wipe her runny nose on the back of her hand as she takes a deep shuddering breath.

“Use my shirt,” I tell her, because I really don’t care if I get her snot all over my shirt, it’s just another of my wife’s bodily fluids.

“Sorry,” she mutters, embarrassed.

“What for? Don’t be.” She was really brave when it mattered, so she’s entitled to feel weepy and emotional.

She wipes her nose again, and then I tilt her chin up and kiss her gently on her mouth.

“Your lips are so soft when you cry, my beautiful, brave girl,” I whisper.

“Kiss me again,” Ana suddenly demands.

Can it really be that she’s turned on?

“Kiss me,” she says again, in her low, sexy, fuck-me-now voice. 

She is turned on, so I get an immediate hard-on.

I snatch the cell out of the cradle and toss it onto the floor. We don’t need Sawyer and Ryan listening in to this.

We kiss deeply, but she squirms on my lap, which is really uncomfortable when you have an erection as rock solid as mine.

“What?” she mutters, when I break away.

“Ana, we’re in a car lot in Seattle.” Fuck, I really wish we were back in the safety of Escala.

“So?”

“Well, right now I want to fuck you, and you’re shifting around on me…it’s uncomfortable,” I explain.

“Fuck me then,” she says huskily, as she kisses the corner of my mouth enticingly.

“Here?”

This is madness. Total and utter madness. And I fucking love it.

“Yes. I want you. Now.” Ana demands. My naughty, dirty, adventurous girl.

My mind quickly races through the practicalities to figure out if this is even possible in the R8. 



The car park seems deserted. Could we? Should we? No question it’ll be a challenge, but I fucking love rising to a challenge. And part of me has already risen, no doubt about that.

“Mrs. Grey, how very brazen. I’m so glad you're wearing a skirt,” I murmur, as my hand wanders under her flared skirt. That’s the deciding factor for me. If she’d been wearing skinny jeans, I would have had to regretfully turn down her request to take her right here. 
But now my hand on her thigh makes her squirm against my erection again, which is hell for me.

“Keep still,” I growl.

If we’re going to do this, it’s going to have to be one hell of a fast fuck. I have to make sure she’ll come real quick, so I slip my fingers into her panties to work her up, only to discover she’s already soaking wet.

“Oh. You’re so ready. Do car chases turn you on?” I slide my fingers in and out of her wet lusciousness.

“You turn me on,” she breathes.

I check again there’s no one around in the car park, knowing that the R8 is quite hard to see into. Then I maneuver Ana into the position I think we can manage to fuck in. I figure if I turn her to face the windshield, with her legs either side of mine, I can quickly take her from behind if she balances her hands on my knees and lifts her ass in the air. I undo my zipper to release my aching cock, tug her panties to one side, then wrap my arm around her body and up to her neck so I can hold her steady. 

Then I thrust into her. Fuck. That feels so good as she grinds herself down on me, and I find I can fuck her hard and deep this way. 
Another first for both of us. I buck into her while she braces herself against the hand brake and car door. Then I reach my free hand round to tease her sweet spot.

“Be. Quick,” I grunt. “We need to do this quick, Ana.”

Aside from the fact that anyone could turn up in the car park at any moment, I'm also aware that the Security team knows our location and will come looking for us shortly if we don’t return to Escala very soon. This has to be the quickest of quickies, so I increase the activity of my fingers inside her panties.

“Come on baby. I want to hear you,” I urge.

And she moans loudly and then comes, and with one final hard thrust I follow to climax deep inside her. Fucking like this is very intense in the narrow confines of my car, but very satisfying. Just what we both needed.

“Tension relieved, Mrs. Grey?” She collapses back against me, as I bite her soft little earlobe. “Certainly helped with mine.”



I shift her off my lap, tuck my now satisfied cock away and re-zip my pants. “Well aren’t you the wanton creature? I had no idea you were such an exhibitionist.”

Ana sits up alarmed, suddenly seeming to realize just where we are and what risks we’ve taken, but I had it under control.  

“No one’s watching are they?” She anxiously looks round. Bit late for that isn’t it?

“Do you think I’d let anyone watch my wife come?” For my eyes only.

“Car sex!” Ana exclaims as she turns to look at me, and I grin back at her. I always knew we’d do it in a car one day, but this wasn’t quite how I imagined it. It was fucking amazing though, thanks to the adrenaline rush.

But now we must get back, and I really want to find out where the Dodge has headed off to.

“I really like this car,” Ana murmurs, as I park up when we finally make it back safely to Escala. I got to drive the last few miles, as Ana agreed it was for the best.

“Me too. And I like how you handled it – and how you managed not to break it,” I praise her.

“You can buy me one for my birthday,” she smirks. “A white one I think.”

“Anastasia Grey, you never cease to amaze me,” I reply in astonishment, remembering how much she argued and protested when I bought her first Audi. 

Even now I’m still not sure she’s being entirely serious, but nevertheless I'm delighted my wife seems to be getting used to the fact that I can buy her whatever she wants. 

And I can't argue that she has more than proved herself capable of handling an R8, and as her birthday is coming up next month, I decide that I will get right onto it in the morning.
~~~

 “Well, did I fulfill the brief?”

“Brief?”

“You wanted rough,” I remind her as she lies curled up on my lap after our first session in our playroom since we got married.

“Yes. I think you did…” she grins up at me.

“I'm very glad to hear it. You look thoroughly well fucked and beautiful at the moment.”

“I feel it.”

“You never disappoint.”

 As well as something rough, Ana said she wanted me to surprise her. As it happened I already had something in mind, something I’d really wanted to do to her for some time that fitted the bill perfectly. Rough, but not too rough. Kinky fuckery that would definitely surprise her.

 Ana’s undoubtedly proved how adventurous and willing she is to try new experiences and push her boundaries, so I decided the time was right to hitch things up another notch. 

And I was happy that it was the right time for us to go back into our playroom, especially as all my canes and whips have been removed, so there’s no chance of me being tempted back into my more extreme sadistic ways. 

Instead, there are just lots of wonderful fun sex toys in there for us to try out, while indulging our mutual predilection for all kinds of kinky fuckery.

Including butt plugs.


I decided Ana was ready to experience some great anal fun. Despite her reservations at the beginning of our relationship, she was totally fine when I very carefully claimed her ass using just my little finger, because she discovered for herself just how immensely pleasurable it can be. 

So I judged she was now ready for the next step. But even so, I made her promise to say if it got too much for her, because I would have stopped immediately if she'd said so.

I just knew she was in the right kind of mood to push her boundaries when she said she wanted me to spank her. I love that she needed me to spank her to get her out of her peculiar mood, and I was only too happy to comply. 

I'm thrilled that we share this pleasure together now – she doesn’t just tolerate it for me, she actually chooses it for herself. We both enjoy it when I give her a good spanking.

We are so fucking good together. I’ve thought about this a lot while we’ve been away on our honeymoon, and I can't believe it was just chance that we were thrown together. 

Maybe I unknowingly sensed that she was perfect for me when she tripped into my office that first time, because I realize now that something instantly connected between us, even if I didn’t understand it at the time. 

Being a Dominant, I just assumed it was because she was a natural born submissive, which now I know she most certainly isn’t, but maybe on some deep subliminal level I sensed that we were perfectly matched and that was why I could not get her out of my head no matter how hard I tried.

The way I see it, she was still a virgin because she needed me to unlock her sexuality. She needed me as her tutor, and that’s what all my experience was for. And I needed Ana as the key to unlock my heart, to learn how to give and receive love, to help me on my way to becoming a decent human being.

That’s why it works between us, despite all our ups and downs, as we learn how to be a proper married couple.

And that’s why she trusted me enough to allow me to try some anal play with her and use a butt plug this evening, which worked fantastically well, to give her an amazing orgasm, just as I knew it would, once she was relaxed enough with me to let go of her inhibitions. That’s my role as her husband and her sexual mentor.

“How do you feel?” I check just to be totally sure.

“Good. Thoroughly well fucked,” she smiles.

“Why, Mrs. Grey, you have a dirty, dirty mouth.”
“That’s because I’m married to a dirty, dirty boy, Mr. Grey.”
See, we’re a perfect match, dirty as each other.

~~~

During our tense debrief in my study, Luke Sawyer calmly endures me bawling him out and demanding to know where the fuck they were, and why they were so far behind us. 


Then he looks me straight in the eye, and quietly points out that the security detail only belatedly learned of our intended departure from Bellevue when they were informed by Mr. Grey Senior, which caused them some initial delay in following us. 

He goes on to point out that I did not apprise the team in advance of our departure that Mrs. Grey would be driving back, so they were taken unawares by that situation. He then states firmly that bearing in mind our heightened security status, he would have strongly advised against this, at least until Mrs. Grey had received adequate training in evasive and tactical driving techniques.

I sigh.

Several fair points well made, Luke.

I’m so used to Taylor knowing my routine and seamlessly blending in that I forget that kind of rapport takes time to build up, and Luke Sawyer has only been with us a few weeks. Taylor always just seems to know that I'm leaving without me actually having to tell him.

And I have to concede that I foolishly acted on impulse in letting Ana drive, just to see her smile and make her happy, instead of which I put her at risk. I can't blame anyone else for that decision.

So Sawyer doesn't lose his job. I don’t fire him as I had been considering. And I have to reluctantly admire him for standing up to me and respectfully telling me a few home truths.

The next thing I have to deal with is a call from Barney.

He’s managed to get some CCTV footage of the arsonist in the server room at Grey House, which he pings over to me to take a look at, and while we’re discussing it, I’m surprised by Ana marching into my study and crawling onto my lap, where she curls herself up tightly as she wraps her arms around me. Shit. I know she usually does this when something has upset or worried her, so I ask Barney to hold on.

“Ana, what’s wrong?”

I tip her chin up to look into those lovely blue eyes, and I can see something is bothering her, but she won’t tell me what it is. Instead she just shakes her head and hugs me even harder, so I wrap her up in my free arm as tightly as I can and decide to press on with my call with Barney for now. 

Once he’s been dealt with, I can give Ana my full attention to find out what’s bothering her. I prop the phone up to my ear with my shoulder so I can continue to cuddle Ana, as that’s what she seems to need from me right now.

I’m trying to get Barney to enhance the grainy black and white picture of the fucker to see if there is any way we can get some clue about his identity.

Ana sits up on my lap to take an interest as she studies the screen of my lap top intently.“Is Barney doing this?” 
she queries.

“Yes,” I confirm. “Can you sharpen the picture at all?” 

He messes around for a while, and finally manages to sharpen the picture slightly.

Suddenly Ana sits bolt upright.

“Christian, that’s Jack Hyde,” she whispers in a shocked voice.
I’m not convinced, but Barney wastes no time in checking the image against the one in his SIP personnel file.

“Mrs. Grey is correct. This is Jack Hyde,” he soon confirms.

So that’s what this is all about. 

Revenge. 

That sleazeball fucker Hyde refuses to go quietly and has raised his ugly head again.

Well, thanks to Ana, at least we’ve got something to go on now.
We know who the enemy is. 

All we have to do is track him down and deal with him before he can do any more damage.


The Calling - Wherever You Will Go :
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57z95p_xwes

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87 comments:

  1. Great Job!!!! As always.....

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  2. Wonderful chapter once again!! I have been reading it since you first began writing it. I purposely wait up till midnight each Thursday night just to read the new chapter!! I love your work!! Keep it up!!

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    1. Good job I posted on time then! Thanks for your support :)

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  3. I sit in my chair and wait for these to be released. Thank you for writing these.

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  4. Another great chapter!! I hope you have a better weekend after a hectic week. Thank you again for delivering another gift of your writing.

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  5. Thanx once again for an amazing chapter. Lookin forward to readin graces blog next friday. Xxxxxx

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  6. Great to have another chapter! You make my fridays exciting lol! Definitely looking forward to Grace's pov, may I ask who's in the pic for Barney? Thanks again : )

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    1. That's Ben Whishaw - Q in the latest James Bond film Skyfalling.

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    2. Oh ok thanks, I should probably check out tht movie lol

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    3. I'm a huge Daniel Craig fan, so of course I love the James Bond films. Now where could I use his picture on the blog ....Jason Taylor maybe?

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    4. I could really see Daniel Craig for Taylor! He's definitely got the qualities and look. Makes me think of when Ana tells Christian she sees him as an uncle but Christian's kind of reluctant to agree because he says Taylor doesn't look like some old, wrinkly uncle lol

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    5. Yes, the only problem I have with using his picture is that in my head DC is very English. That's why so far I've resisted the temptation.

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  7. Love the title. Love the pics. Love your continuing story from Christians POV. Nice mix of flashbacks to the wedding, the welcome home dinner, the car chase and the hot sex in the parking lot to the discovery of the culprit. You've covered a lot! Thank you!

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    1. i can´t wait for the next one, and wish you could continue writting for ever, i can´t belive you are in the 3d book.

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  9. Another Amazing Chapter.........
    Thank you..........

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  10. Ahhhhh,lovely. Too much for me on a Friday morning though lol.

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  11. Thank you for another good chapter and your continuing dedication to Christian's pov. Looking forward to next week to get a glimpse of what Fifty Mama has to say. Hope your coming weekend is good and your week is quiet !!

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  13. I like that being married challenges Christian.
    Just when you think he's being paranoid about security, an incident like that happens. I'm glad they fucked their adrenaline out of their systems in that time and place. It shows they're both pushing boundaries.

    I loved this line: " I’ve learnt that it hurts me far more than it does her afterwards, when I have to look at the ugly marks I’ve inflicted on my beloved wife, purely to indulge my sadistic nature."

    You wrote this really well. There's a lot of stuff happening, but you never let things get too bloated. Still loving this tale.

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    1. Thanks, and glad you're still following :)

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  14. I didn't know what a lorry was, so I googled it. We have quite a lot of them in New York as well! That is one reason I avoid driving on parkways and busy highways. Excellent that Sawyer respectfully stood up to Christian as Christian did not give him direction and especially letting Ryan and Sawyer know that Ana was going to drive. Gorgeous pic of Ethan woo woo!! I linked to the song and I have heard it many times before, but now it is special to me. I wonder why?? Thank you for another chapter into Christian's beautiful mind. XO

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    1. Ah, yes a lorry is a truck to you guys of course. Amended now. I think Christian will respect Luke Sawyer a lot more now he's stood up to him. Can you imagine the reaction of Sawyer and Ryan when they found out about the unsub vehicle and then that Ana was driving, having not been told that they were even leaving? I imagine a few choice words were used!

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  15. Another great chapter. Keep up the writing. I was a great read as usual for a wet and cold friday night n australia. Thanks sir from rosemary xxx

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  16. Another excellent chapter! Love that Sawyer stood up to him! Once again you've done an excellent job telling things from Christian's POV!! Enjoy your weekend and I can't wait for the next chapter :)

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  17. Did you think about talking wiht James to have your blog put in books or ebooks? We would love to own it and carry with us anywhere we want. Please??? Cant say enough how much we love you and your writing. Please thanks your family for us.
    Kim

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    1. Hi Kim. I think the best I can possibly offer is that when the story is complete, there could be a pdf that could be printed or uploaded as a document on a kindle. But as this is still a work in progress, it'll have to wait until I've finished.
      Thanks for your support :)

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  18. Awesome as always. It may have been posted earlier, but since i have only recelty been re-reading this, who is the pic for Etan? You are amazing keep up the good work.

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    1. The picture I've used for Ethan is Alex Pettyfer.

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  19. Again thanks so much for your hard work! I'm sure this is very time consuming & trying at times. I'm always excited to read your blog! Thanks for updating Grace's POV next week, I can't wait! Are you writing Christian's POV as well for next week?

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    1. No, one blog chapter a week is what I can realistically manage. So if I'm writing Grace, I won't be writing Christian until the following week. My brain might just combust and explode otherwise :)

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    2. OMG. Christian you are hysterical!

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    3. Ok! I was just wondering & I was thinking that would be a bit much! I don't want you to burn yourself out! I really do appreciate all your hard work!

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  20. love the story please write more

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  21. You're good! Thank you for another great chapter.

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  22. UGH! are you saying I have to wait two weeks to read another chapter? I can't get enough! oh and I had a question for you...I know ana ends up pregnant when do you think she realized she was? I love your blogs and cannot get enough from either one of them THANK YOU so very much :)

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    1. Hi there - well you will get to read a Grace chapter next week, so that should help to keep you going.
      And I don't think Ana had a clue she was pregnant until she belatedly went to get her new shot at the doctor's, not realizing the previous one had run out early.

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    2. your right on with ana she didnt even know she was late with her shots because her securtary was just rescheduling her appointments without mentioning what htey were. When the doctor ran her down at the hospital thats when she found out and thats when they did the test and discovered the pregnancy. but of course it wouldnt of mattered either way since she was four weeks along and four weeks from the test she was sitting on the yacht on her honymoon.

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    3. I wonder How Christian is going to process this? I mean we see how he reacts from ana's point of view but this leads me to believe that he needs to take some responisbility and be just as much to blame as ana is. He is such a control freak I am suprised that he didn't have that covered. I mean he and ana should shoulder the blame equally although in the original book it seems like he blames ana...It will be intresting to see if in the POV he blames himself for being so careless, although I thought them having a baby was epic! because they are just so amazing together :) never the less I am still mourning that this friday I will not have another chapter to read, although you make a good point that I do have Grace's POV and should be happy. I just can't get enough of these chapters :)

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  23. I have recently started reading your blog.Just wanted to tell you that you are an amazing writer.keep up the good work.Looking forward for more interesting chapters.Thank you

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  24. Amazing as ever. Thank for another thrilling Friday Chapter!

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  25. Wow that was great. Drama, adventure, thrilling and Love, it was almost like watching a movie. That was a great chapter. It's sort of bitter sweet because the ending is coming upon us so quickly. But I can't wait for more. Thanks for completing this story for us!

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  26. So amazingly written! I really don't know what I am going to do when you finish the 3rd book?!?!

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  27. absolutly brilliant once again your writing is so good and your imagination is wonderful thankyou once again nina

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  28. Again another terrific chapter and awesome photo feast. I'm so glad you have fun doing it! I love the one of Barney. Exactly the geek I imagined! So excited about reading Grace's Blog. Thanks so much. Really brightens my Friday morning.

    Nan :D

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    1. Yes, Ben Whishaw is exactly how I imagined Barney too, so I'm glad you agree.

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  29. great job but there was a slight fault in the way it was worded near the top keep up with the good work claire x

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    1. Can you be a bit more specific, Claire? I'm happy to take constructive criticism :)

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  30. It was at this point in the book with Ana being moody and picking at food that I first started to suspect she was pregnant. Been trying to work out when baby conceived. Brilliant chapter. Thank you. X

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    1. I've never worked it out, but I somehow assumed it was just after the time Ray was ill in hospital, and her hospital appointment kept get pushed back by her assistant. I think the shots are meant to last about three months aren't they?

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    2. aug.17 honeymoon just after fire. on yacht still
      sept. 9 rays accident
      sept 13 dr. greene catches her outside hospital to tell her she missed her shots, goes inside and does a pregnancy test determines shes 4 to 5 weeks along.

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    3. So, a honeymoon baby? Maybe she had a faulty shot too.

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    4. Looks that way when you see the dates like this, in which case Christian really needed to apologize for the way he reacted.

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    5. Yea..I started counting..they were on their honeymoon and it was like 4-6 weeks when it was rays accident so its christians fault for not having the doc there..

      When will you have ch57?

      thanks

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  31. OMG LOVE IT Can't wait for more, so excited for what is coming next :)

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  32. Another great chapter!!! So, sad realizing that this is all coming to an end soon :( what are we suppose to do with our Fridays... At least we have a few more chapters to look forward too! Have a great weekend and thank you again.

    Annie

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  33. Brilliant loved it loved the chase the KF it's fantastic to read it from Christians perspective looking forward o new chapter also graces blog thank you your proof reading sub heather xxxx

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  34. WOW great, it's this exact chapter I'm reading in the french version of the paper book.
    The photo of Ethan is perfect for the character.
    Now, rendez-vous next week with Mrs Grace Trevelyan Grey, it will be my pleasure.

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  35. WOW!! WHat another amazing chapter!!!Love all the pics and Barney! Cannot wait until next week! Have a great weekend darling !<3

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  36. Another amazing chapter, I look forward to your blog every week and I'm even more excited that your gonna upload another chapter on Grace

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  37. A great chapter, don't know what I will do when book 3 is done. I am addicted to you.

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    1. Maybe read the book that I'm busily writing now?

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    2. What book is this? I must say I have fallen in love with your writing as well. I hate reading but this book has caught my eye as well as your blogs. Can't get enough.

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    3. It will be an erotic romance about a young girl and two very different brothers that come into her life. I'm hoping to self publish later this year.
      Thanks for your interest :)

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  38. Another awesome chapter. Looking forward to next Friday. Thanks so much.

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  39. Thankyou so very much again i look forward to your blog each week

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  40. I love your chapters, I love this couple so complex but beautiful at the same time, I like to read the story of Taylor, also have done with Mia and Grace ... Taylor knows all the secrets of Mr. Grey ...

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  41. Just out of curiosity, how many times have you read the books? Your interpretation of everything is always spot on and the way you fill the gaps is highly well imagined imo. I've read them just 10x so far, very compelling to say the least. I can imagine that you probably can quote the lines in the books by heart. You dissect cg like no one can. Thank you for all your hardwork! - may

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    1. I have no idea how many times I've read the books! I re read each chapter as I work on Christian's pov, sometimes having to go forward or back to try to make sure the story line flows properly. I'm glad you are enjoying reading my blog anyway :)

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  42. I love love love the car sex and this chapter and everything about it! AHHHHH awesome :) buttttt I do LOVE Charlene Soria's version of WHEREVER YOU WILL GO a little better. It's just slower and the beauty of the songs tugs at your heart strings!! GREAT CHAPTER! can't wait til the next!

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    1. Yes, they are both great versions of a great song. I went for The Calling's version as it was a man singing, more like Christian in my mind.

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  43. Another Brilliant chapter, I look forward to Friday night's reading now rather than going out!!! You have us women ruined!! lol, keep up the good work.

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    1. Thanks. Just remember to check out on my facebook page in case there is a change to a Friday night publishing - I wouldn't want you to miss a good night out and be disappointed.

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  44. Oh no, it feels like it's coming to an end too quickly... For us anyway LoL
    Whatever will we do when you're finished with Fifty??
    I hope you keep us in the loop with this book of yours!?! I know I'll miss your writing when you're done here! What will we have to look forward to from week to week then??
    You've satisfied my fix yet again :-D Thank you!
    - Jenni

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    1. I will be keeping you update about my own book - it's coming along just fine, so I hope to self publish later in the year.

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    2. YAY!! Can't wait :-) Any hints of what it will be about?
      Happy writing!

      - Jenni

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  45. your amazing so looking forward to you finishing the fsog(no hurry though) i will be following you thru out your career. love it

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  46. Hi there!. Thank you so much fo do this!!. You full the vacuum of the ending of the FSG :) Hugs from Chile, and thank u again! Kisses!


    PS: Sorry my English!!!!
    PS2: Can you give me your facebook , please? :)

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    1. There is a link to my Facebook page on the left of the blog, or use this link :
      https://www.facebook.com/christian.grey.756

      Thanks for reading :)

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  47. Glad to see you in Book 3 proper now. In my mind this was the weakest of the 3, which is even more opportunity for you to work your magic! Can't wait to be on the plane ride home with Christian after "cocktail-gate". Also hoping you can jazz up the Aspen weekend, which were frankly pretty dull chapters. Thank you so much for your extraordinary writing!

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    1. Thanks - I guess we all have our favorite parts of the trilogy, and other parts that don't grab us in quite the same way.

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  48. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I just found your blog a couple of days ago...since then I haven't had much work done. I've been going through all of your fantastic chapters and now I feel I have to go through them once more. You've really managed to "capture" Christian in an extraordinary way here. Well done! Can't wait for your next post, amazing work! When I first read the books I thought the third one was pretty week, but as I've read it again it gets better. And with your writing of Christians version of the story, the whole thing just totally adds up! Again, thank YOU!

    /Cat in Sweden

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  49. Great writing!!!! You have a new fan and follower....lover your attention to detail and spot on with the charaters!!!! Can't wait for the next one and future projects!!!
    Dee

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  50. Once again, well written! There are so many points in this chapter that you made more clear for me. Like the singing ...and how he rembered Grace singing yo hiim but he sang along in his head, never out loud. Christian has such a wide variety of musical tastes. I've enjoyed adding more to my wide variety as well as I read 50. :) I liked this chapter! Thanks!!!!

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