Really, honestly, I tried as hard as I could and the damned thing didn't work." He looked thoughtful for a moment and lowered his bow. "Well... there'... not much more I can teach you, and that's all I can tell you. You've learned everything I have to offer." I began to protest, but he spoke again. "However, the next step in your training should continue in Lakeshire. There's a trainer there, too, who might be of help to you. Usually, hunters have their pets by now, but... well, I think you will. All the while his tongue's toying with mine, one hand tugging at my hair, the other pulling up the hem of my dress. His fingers draw different patterns and swirls on my thighs. I pull off his shirt with fervent desire. He smiles at how desperate I can get. He lifts my dress up over my head and the sudden contact of chilly breeze raises goosebumps on my skin. He first gets rid of his pants and then my remaining clothing. I feel my back hit the sand and his familiar weight on my body. I leave a. "I've got her blackmailed about six ways by now. Let's get going!" Honestly, honey, there's nothing to it!" Kelly Agard was explaining to the nervous young woman as the two of them entered their dressing room where Jon awaited them in his usual nasty mood. "Here, let me freshen your drink."Lynn nodded dumbly and decided that getting a little bit tight was probably the best strategy for getting through this terrible experience in one piece."After all," Kelly continued, a convincing soothing tone. He was not himself when he was with her. She evoked something truly elemental. It was … almost frightening in its intensity, and also wonderful. The thought roused him. A shiver ran down his spine as he remembered the manner of their introduction, his thrashing at her hands, the night of their meeting. He tried to shrug it away, but it would not subside. His cock stirred strongly at the memory. Gods! How she affected him. Finally he reached the crossroads and turned left onto the main turnpike..