To be marked as his, to complete the ritual. She grabbed his head and moved it to align with her own, and kissed him with a passion she didn’t know ...he had. She wasted no time and didn’t have the patience to tease him, she instead immediately wrestled her tongue with his as she practically writhed in her seat, begging for release.As she released her kiss and still felt the hand on her pants, her eyes slowly opened to reveal the first set of eyes on the adventurous duo. A young girl, probably 20. “What nothing, what’s important right now is you. You need to get your life back online. I like you David, I like you a lot. It would be very easy to fall in love with you, and I suspect very good for me. But what’s good for you? If you decide to go back to Cal, do it with my blessing, and I hope we can remain friends. If you decide that whatever you did have with Cal is over and unrecoverable, then, we’ll see where life takes us. What I’m saying is, David, do what’s best for David, I suspect. ..will you say anything to your uncle about today?" There was no hint of pleading or regret in his voice, so I decided to make him suffer a while longer."I'm still thinking about it." I said shortly. He fell silent once more and steered his horse away from my side. 'You bastard'! A little devil-voice inside me nagged. 'You know that this could cost him his job. Now would be a good time to forgive him'. With devilish logic, it added. 'Besides, he owes you -you might get to enjoy this guy's. I lightly touch my fingertips to the back of his neck and inject him with a SubStim, 75mg of EZ-UP. He doesn't feel a thing, of course, except for the sensation of blood flowing to his sad old prick.His mouth is finally open and we're spit-sharing now. I don't mind kissing, but it's awkward not knowing when I should slip him the tongue. Lately, my clients have all been sick pervs who wanted to do fucked up shit. My soft romance game is a little rusty."Can I call you Tania?" he says as we kiss..