She found an email that she was compelled to read and respond to. She read it and decided to write back. She read through the email and found that it ...as from a man who lived about an hour away and who was her age, and seemed to fit what she was looking for. She really had no expectations other than a few emails back and forth, since she really wasnt looking for a relationship, or sex, or anything. She corresponded with him back & forth via emails for a while, then they switched to yahoo. " "Let him go up just to your knee, stop him, and push him backdown a little," I instructed her. " At that time retrieve the collar fromthe end table and place it around his neck and snap the dog chain onit". I then told her to ask him if he needed some sexual releasetonight. Again she interrupted and "said I am not going to have sex withhim , I told you!" "I know, just wait and listen," I responded. "Now,push him down to your other shoe, after you let him kiss and lick yourlegs, keep the. I watch him, remaining silent as he gives his speech. ‘And now, I want just one more thing, Nightwing. I want you to melt that wedding ring – not because I hate my father, but because…’ He sighs, looking away as if what he’s saying is wrong. ‘Because I want to be free of my mother’s problems…’ I’m about to reply, but he continues. ‘I mean, it’s not like I didn’t care, it’s just…it caused her to suffer, so much. Every night she’d look at that ring, and wonder what went wrong – she thought it was. But oh god did it hurt when he pulled her up by her hair and slapped her across the face for a third time. Her cheek was on fire. "Take off the dress. Lay down." After what must have been twenty minutes of recieving deep throated goodness, he wasn't even out of breath. She almost questioned her oral skills for a moment as she stood and pulled the dress up over her head, but then she decided he must just be struggling to sound in control. Guys like this got off on control. She stood before him,.