"I pump myself faster with each inhalation, the musky scent of her trapped heat tearing through me, veins fizzing with desire.My teeth grind as I grow... again, "Wanna see what your curves do to me every fucking day? At that desk in your tight clothes I can practically see through." I breathe in sharply. "You're a filthy cocktease, Tabitha."I've spent enough stolen nights with her 'working late' to know what'll turn her on immeasurably. Using her Sunday name is just one. I rub the sticky gusset. Terry rolled his good shoulder into the washcloth.“You were right Auntie, that feels good.”“I know you will be feeling much better.” I meant it and I had plans for Terry to feel a lot better!I swiped the cloth over Terry’s chest carefully avoiding his injured shoulder and arm. Gotta love a firm young body. His chest was rising and falling, quicker and quicker. I pressed the washcloth down over his lean stomach dislodging the towel enough to get a peek at his young family jewels. Mmm, he’s. ." she said in a softer tone now, "I never realized that I could become ... a slave," she whispered the last part. For a moment there she had sounded truly broken. I liked it when she sounded like that."What difference does it make?" I asked. I would lead her down a road of submission. Visions of Maria and Cariel on their knees in front of me danced across my mind. They would be sisters in blood and sisters in service.I would also drink that blood."It doesn't feel like you've won me fairly.. Ithought of little Hannah asleep in her crib and suddenly I felt a hurtso deep that it surprised me. I'd met a fork in the road indeed! WouldI see her again after this night? I swallowed hard and looked back atClaudia who still looked at me with her eyes ablaze. I thought ofDoctor Z and my therapy with him suddenly; living from the inside outsuddenly seemed a luxury I couldn't really afford. My, our, secret wasjust too great to reveal! I mean, it was a lot to lay on someone. Itwould change.