Immediately he pulled his fingers and tongue away. Confused, Sarah whined, “No, don’t stop! Please!” He grinned. “Do you hear yourself beggin..., Sarah? Do you see how I’m in control here?” She did see, suddenly, and the realization hit her like a train. He was the complete dominant here. He’d stolen her role away from her. But she also realized that she was having one of the best sexual experiences of her life. So maybe being submissive wasn’t so bad. “Yes, okay, I get it. Just please don’t. You just let it do whatever it wants and eat your ice cream. In fact, since you didn't do what I told you, you have to eat some of mine." I'm being punished with ice cream? Damn. I wish you'd been my mom!" Really?" Ever notice that women have this expression they use that says, "You did exactly what I wanted you to do"? They use it in a way that indicates you followed their plan and trapped yourself. Even if you didn't follow any plan and accidentally stumbled into the trap, they still give you. She stepped out gingerly, stepping out of the way, as Iclosed the door, locking it with my keychain remote. I turned and opened the motel room to Joyce, flipping on the inside light switch, as I stood there in the doorway, while she tried her best to remain looking sexy. She knew, just as well as I did at that moment, that she was nothing more than a slut looking for her fix that night. I closed the door to the room, turning, to see her standing there with that same "fuck-me" look. I walked. ‘This your daughter?’ ‘Yes, she’s my slut daughter.’ ‘Watch your mouth Jake.’ Jake thrust out his chest and bunched his hands into fists but Jessica urged, ‘No Jake, you know what happened to the O’Donovan family, completely obliterated.’ ‘That was proven in Court to be a defective gas system.’ ‘Jake, my mother told me Nash’s uncle was a gasfitter. Nash would have learned from him.’ Taking a step backwards, Jake said belligerently, ‘What do you want Nash?’ ‘I want to know why I found this girl.