The phone rings and for a brief moment I wonder who would be calling me this late at night.I pick it up and say, "Hello." Hi baby, I miss you, do you ...now who this is?"My eyes got big and my body started to tingle from my lips towards the center of my pussy."Dave, darling, where are you? I miss you so much," I uttered with a noticeable quiver in my voice. I love talking to you; your phone calls are so arousing. Your sexy voice turns me on tonight just as it did the first time we spoke." I'm in. But she’s trusting you for some reason, and if you take advantage it will be the worst day of your life!’ I was getting a little irritated with the way this little cupcake kept threatening me. Besides, someone had started dinner in the kitchen, and garlic always brought back that terrible day on the road north of Kandahar and the smell of white phosphorus. I started rolling up my left sleeve. ‘On the worst day of my life so far, I took an AK-47 round through my arm and held a good friend’s hand. .. is it ... is it something yew like t' do?"Amanda was too shocked to respond, not so much the question itself but the idea that anyone would actually care about what she wanted.Bessa grew flustered and drew back. "Ah, never mind, I shouldn't o'--" No, it's okay!" Amanda cried, desperate not to end the first real conversation she had had since leaving Oceanus. "Yes, this slave..." She trailed off and paused. She glanced at the door and lowered her voice. "Yes, I do enjoy it." Even with. You will feel my seed for days as it works it's way out of you You will remember what it was like to be truly fucked." I nodded my agreement. "You know who I am?" Yes I know," I said."Is there anything you want," he asked."To never see you again," I said."You don't mean that, but as you wish," he said.I staggered back to the dock and then to my truck. I was a total wreck both physically and mentally. My body was betraying me, but it had before. I could remember the first time I realized I.