When am I coming back over to put you on your knees? Don’t make me make you beg. She had put a few devil emojis after the text. Seraph tried not to ...well on precisely how badly he wanted to text her back, and tried to ignore the way he was lengthening in his jeans. Leona had been manipulative, jealous, and spectacular in bed. She had lorded some dominant sexual power over him for the few months they had dated. She could somehow sniff out all his submissive sexual fantasies, and delighted in. He walked across the small room and over to a small table with a well watered plant on it.He?d always liked that plant, he thought to himself. He pulled open the drawer of the table and withdrew two small glasses and a bottle of vodka.Strong stuff too.He carried the things over to the coffee table and set them down, then sat back down in the green chair.The guest still stood silently at the door. He struggled to open the aged bottle and settled for smashing the neck of the bottle off on the. He retreated a little, brandishing his stick andassuming a broad defensive stance while I raised the weapon again for asecond try. Although he was expecting my strike, he neverthelessexhibited incredible reflexes and agility. In fact, they were comparableto mine. He took a quick step backwards in the nick of time, but thehead of the mace passed so close to his face that it had to shave off afew of his eyebrow hairs.Not wanting to give him an opportunity to go on the offensive or to runaway, I. I then took my glass in my right hand. We raised and touched our glasses, and finished the wine, looking lovingly into each other's eyes. I hadn't noticed that the check had appeared, but Sandy picked it up, looked slightly startled, and said, "Well, I'm not sure how much of this I can get IBM to pay. Let's plan on coming back here in two years to celebrate again when you're done with the Navy, but I'm not sure we'll be here very often before that."I told her, "I've been here once before, but.