If you don't want to we'll go home. It's up to you baby." Well, it's just pizza and beer, right?" Yup, pizza and beer." What if there's more honey?"Ja...e knew that even though she knew exactly what his dirty fantasies had been because he had shared them with her in every detail, she was now asking him for permission to proceed. "Honey if there's to be more then I'm all for it. You know what I want."There was silence in the car. Both sensed nothing else needed to be said. Neither said a word as. “Spit it out.”“I just wondered if you wanted to... try something,” his voice has gone low and breathy, tickling against Hugo’s ears. He does this on purpose and he knows the effect it has. Ellis has got himself straddled in Hugo’s lap now, his lithe body like a feather. He’s a little over 6 feet tall, but his legs are so long compared to his body that he’s having to look up to see Hugo now, and Hugo likes it that way. Probably something to do with having authority and power, being bigger, and. Likewise, if you'd been raised to treat women with respect (and grown up in a house full of them as you had) then how could you tell some hot girl to bend over and lift up her skirt? The problem was that you wanted two different things at the same time, so what you got was neither of them. All the times that your power had worked, you'd simply been pushed over the edge, right up to a point where there was no more thinking to be done, just doing. And you'd done it. You don't know how, but you. It's embarrassing as heck at first, but they soonknock that out of you and get you to realise how important it is to getthat stuff right. If you tried to do this by yourself you'd be far too'swishy' at first; most guys would. They teach you to do these thingsright, then they're drilled into you relentlessly until they becomesecond nature, something you do automatically without having to thinkabout them. Or so I'm told. I've only got a few lessons under my belt soI'm not there yet. Elocution is.