I felt much relieved that she was around to help and advise.As I rose to leave, Dr James spoke again. "Beverly, are you feeling O.K?" she inquired."Ye..., why d'you ask?" I replied."You seem to be a little flushed, that's all. D'you mind if I examine you?" Is this a wind up Dr James?" I laughed nervously."No, I'm quite serious and call me Margaret please. We can do without all the formalities now. We are equal partners in medicine and I've even had your child for God's sake. It's just that you. . finally you raise a bit and slide into me slowly then out again.. then in.... I struggle not to try and set the pace for fear that you will stop it completly and cry out as you suddenly slam into me. I can feel your balls slapping up agianst my ass and I try to move my arms to touch you, but you won't let me, and once I realize you don't want me to move, I stop fighting you biting down on my lip again I close my eyes for a moment and relax... giving you control and finding release in it.... I. It was enough. I had to risk taking a chance. I picked up the cat-o-nine tails and rather than hand it to The Enforcer, I planted my feet and said: ‘I choose the Cat, but use it on me, not on Keith!’ and I stared defiantly at The Enforcer. I saw a brief look of anger, but that was quickly replaced by the evilest grin I have ever seen. ‘Well now, this is an interesting turn of events. Trying to protect dear wimpy hubbie, how noble. Well, I’ll tell you what. I’ll take you up on your challenge,. You’re kidding me.We tell them where we live and they tell us they’re from a suburb far away – south and east of ours maybe thirty, forty miles. I’ve honestly never been there, but it still sits on the weather map every night on the news and green exit signs make its name very familiar on my drive home every night.They ask me what I do and I tell them, then they don’t say much, which is what generally happens. My job is nondescript and while it pays pretty well, no one ever cares enough to ask.