.And Justice for All ...Part FourBy AppleBeccy lay, her small hands working feverishly at her sex, trying to pushherself over the edge to orgasm. Her ...ands ached, her body was sore, butstill she tried. She had been trying for what seemed an eternity, but itwasn't working. She knew the problem. Like any addict, she was growingjaded, getting used to the situations her captor and lover forced herinto. Much as it still sent delightful shivers through her when sheblushed with humiliation, she was. The three of them talked and Frankie was recording the entire dialog.Everything was going just fine until Frankie said one thing that seemed tomake Henry cringe. Frankie said something about whether the couple wasreferred to as a transgendered couple. He was discussing the label thecouple would feel comfortable with.Henry got red in the face. He spoke slowly and a little loud as heenunciated every word. He wanted it made perfectly clear to Frankie thatthe book needed to reflect that Henry was a. Peoples reactions to such behaviour ranges from themthinking the person is a pervert, gay, strange, a sissy or amusing onthe one hand to being accepting on the other.I'm submissive by nature. Ever since I first started masturbating itwas to images of me being dominated by women. From the time I firststarted having sex I have always preferred to go down on a woman thanto having 'proper' sex. The whole symbolism of kneeling between awomens legs and bringing her to orgasm while not enjoying your. She quickly stepped into her slip and her dress. ‘I can stuff the rest of this stuff in my purse.’ She paused, then looked impishly at me out of the corner of her eye. ‘It won’t be the first time.’ Bette was full of surprises. We stepped into the hall, and quietly walked to the living room. Other than Louise’s blouse and a pile of clothing I assumed was Phil’s, there were no signs of our respective spouses. I turned to Bette. ‘Do you suppose they’ve eloped?’ She surprised me. ‘God, I hope so,’.