"Do you want to have sex?" I ask. I know - duh!When we're naked in bed, I say, "I'm on top. You don't know how to handle me." You're such a bitch toda...." So what are you going to do about it? If I'm a bitch, how do you tame me? I'll be a bitch on the next boys night. What do you do to a bitch?"Once we are having sex, any acrimony is put on the back burner. We've always been good in bed together."Let me know when you shower judt in case any guys come over early," Jacob says."I'm about to get. She used to imagine me eating her and her eating me, or ​even ​me tieing her and putting her on knees and shoulders...I wanted to see her mas ​t​urbating in front of me as she used to do with my pics​, and I told her with that same words. She got pinker, but a smile in her lips and a shine in her eyes also appeared. At first she refused, but it wasn't very difficult to make her accept I knew she was dying ​to be alone with me in a same room, in that other way. She didn't accepted to do that. Nobody he knew had gotten hurt. All of the damage was monetary, and money is replaceable. Though he felt helpless to make amends, there really weren't any amends to be made. At the end of the year, he really COULD go back to his old life, pick up where he left off, and just be a little wiser, a little more careful, and a little more abstinent from alcohol, the way he'd refused to drink at last night's party.But not me. My actions had HURT. My actions had torn apart a relationship.I thought back. She was much smarter than any woman he had ever met, he hated to admit it but she was smarter than many men as well. He couldn’t help but wonder where she learned all these skills. ‘You wanted to see me Captain’ he said, doing his best to keep his voice from shaking. ‘Aye, that I did, have a seat’ Once he sits, she turns to face him, her hat shadowing her eyes as she takes a few steps forward. ‘Will told you I had plans for you’ she says more as a statement than a question, seeming to confirm.