I didn’t thinkyou would mind.”“You never mentioned anyone with that name before. Whyall of a sudden are you telling me now?”Ja...k nervously thought up an answer, “We were friendsfor a short while during boot camp and just nevertalked about him much.”“What’s this Leon? Did you lend him money orsomething?”“No. It’s nothing like that at all. Leon owns thisclub, which he wants us to meet him at this Friday andasked me to buy you a new. He would pull the sides of my bikini top away and take a nipple into his mouth between kisses and then put it back in place in case anyone walked in on us. After a short time, he started to work his hands up my legs to the area where they met, slipping his thumb into my bikini bottoms and rubbing from my clit to the bottom of my slit and back up again before taking his hand away.Naturally I was doing a fair amount of teasing myself and getting totally worked up in the process. I worked his. He has treated me as his equal in all things, I assured her as I patted her back, trying to comfort her the best that I could. I silently cursed myself for lying to the one who had shown nothing but kindness to me. But I was determined that they never know the details of my forced marriage. The fact that I had been chained to the floor of the kings bedroom like a common whore would cause them nothing but undue misery. These were unnecessary evils that I refused to divulge to my parents, or the. Still, on this particular day my desire for him was especially strong. My boyfriend said he had a very special birthday present for me, so we went to his house. There he carried out a well executed seduction. I was more than a bit reluctant, but I was in love with him, so eventually his gentle persistence won me over. He was kind, persistent, sweet, romantic, gentle, and persistent and respectful of my feelings and eventually my resistance fell away. I couldn't resist anymore. He had.