We talked about family, work, what we had been doing, where we had traveled and just caught up on all that had happened. That night we slept in each o...her’s arms thinking about Paris and the two weeks we were going to be together. The next morning we boarded a plane bound for Paris non-stop seated in adjoining seats in first class. We traveled this way because company policy was set that when on international travel all travel is first class. We were not complaining at all. We held hands the. ‘Grace…’ I cut him off by kissing him with all of the emotion and heat that had been building over the weeks of my recovery. His arms tightened around me and he let himself just feel for a moment. I could feel the tension humming through his body like a bow string ready to snap. I wanted to cause that. I wanted to unleash that power, free it from it’s restraint and let it roll over both of us. I ran my hands over the planes of his chest and back up to twine behind his neck and tangle in his. You said Abbey would never forgive me if I dropped that family heirloom, that it had been handed down four generations. Do you remember the look on my face when I tripped coming back from the kitchen. I was so nervous that you would throw me out and not let me ever see Abbey again. I was sat on the floor holding onto the unbroken glass bowl, you’d asked me to carry. I’d tripped and lost half of it, hadn’t I, the other half, the custard and cream was all over my face. Abbey stared at me, her. I don’t think for a moment that he was trying to escape from you ... I think he’ll be longing to know your whip in retribution ... he’d find that routine compared with what Zeeta might treat him to.” Skara couldn’t help but laugh, already feeling an affection for a male she’d never met.“Non-neutered males are always so full of mischief, think of how dull life would be if they were all eunuchs ... their balls don’t just give them the urge to spend, they provoke them into earning the whip in so.