We didn't mean to, but it just sorta came out."Ken felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. For some reason, it hadn't occurred to him that they...would exchange confidences about his escapades with them, though he should have known that they would since they were so close. He nodded and said, "Go on." So we, uuuhhh, talked about it. About what we did and how we felt. And we talked about your going away again, too. Both of us were pretty shook up when you said you might take another job and. Hawk I was something of a fan of his work, it was otherwise a guilty little secret I kept to myself. What I didn't know about Mr. Hawk was that he was also a famous BDSM photographer. I never made the connection that The House of Hawk Studios was owned and operated by the same Mr. Hawk whose erotic novels I knew and loved so well. I might probably have discovered this and chosen a different photographer before I booked myself in for a session. Instead, I was so captivated and enthralled by the. It was both pleasurable and ticklish at the same time – so much so that I tried to get out of his hold. But despite my efforts I couldn't budge. Leo had me pinned tightly. "I got you now baby, and don't think I'm letting go," said Leo as he pinned my arms down with more force. He stared at me for a few seconds, an almost angry look but I took it as being passionate. "You got some pretty lips," he said.“Thanks,” I said.With that Leo got up off the bed, and stood next to it. “Hang your head over. Gazing down at me she said, "If I get too rough, just say so, ok?"I nodded, still unable to believe what was happening. How long I had dreamt of making love with a woman who attracted me as much as she did! What was more ironic was that I'd always had a thing for women cops, and here I was about to make love with a very fine looking one indeed. One foreboding enough not to want to mess with, yet who I felt was as compassionate as could be deep down with those she cared for and trusted.Yes, this.