Making complex subjects simple was her job, and he was her easiest audience. Standing, she shimmied up her dress, exposing the 'Serious' branded on he... bare thighs.“Hence you wore a short dress to risk embarrassment?”Thrilled he'd understood her. She ripped off her dress, lowered her white cotton panties, and showed him her professional punishment.“She's talented,” he said, inspecting her aligned red ridges. “Would you like cream rubbed on them?”“I'd love it. But I deserve it to hurt.”He stood. . Do you really like the color of my skin?”“Yes, really.”“Guys and girls have both told me they like my pussy and my boobs. One even said he liked my butt. You said you liked my eyes that one night we were kissing, but when we got home and Skyped, we weren’t looking at our eyes. I don’t think anyone has ever told me they like the color of my skin,” she said.“It’s part of the racist stuff we’re taught not to say,” I said. “Lift your face toward me for a couple minutes, please?” She tilted her. She paused a bit, gave me a gentle kiss on the mouth with her tongue touching my upper lip as we parted and asked, "Define More.". "Honey, I want to give you pleasure like you give me, but most of all I want to make you wet and sticky", I responded. She smiled and said, "You do make me wet. I'm soaking wet now. Here feel.", and put my hand under her skirt and on the gusset of her panties. Sure enough, they were soaked and very warm. Normally at this point I would try to ease a finger or. .. Th ... They are in the top drawer of the nightstand, by the bed," Sergeant Mahdi stammered in terror.The tall man nodded to the shorter man, and the shorter man rushed back out of the cell. The shorter man had barely disappeared through the door, when a woman that was obviously not of Arabic descent entered the cell."Let's get you decent, dear," the woman said in passable Arabic, as she wrapped one of the silk sheets from the large bed around Jamil. "Cody will get those chains off you in.