Like me.At night, his persona is dark; his color is dark. My persona yields to dark; it surrenders to dark; it desires darkness.He desires control; to...control the experience. When he sounds, I moan. Cues for him to pleasure me. I control the pleasure I take from him. Intense pleasure. Shrouded pleasure. Dark pleasure.My black triangle, the dark between my legs, makes me Cat Woman. I wait for the Dark Knight.While I lie in blackness, I wait for dark lust to overtake me. I like it black…and dark.. “Afraid of what? Punishment?” She felt her nipples harden at the idea of him punishing her. She forced herself to speak and remain with decent thoughts. “I was, but I accept my consequences.” “Do you?” he challenged. She nodded. “I do.” “Then get up and bend over the arm of the couch.” “What?!” she asked, shocked at the turn of events. “Bend over the arm of the couch,” he repeated. “Facing toward the couch please.” Though she was still unsure, she did as he asked. He stood up off the couch and. By noon on the next day we felt that we had probably gotten all the ships we were going to get. We were still missing three transports with about five hundred men between them, but no one knew where they were. One on the south side had disappeared several days before, when we first set up the line, while the other two had been together to the north. We hoped they were simply slow to run down to the south and join us.From descriptions and the chart, this was East Isle. East Isle was northeast of. " I moaned. I pulled Julie's zipper up. No need to ruin a good thing with Julie a second time. "I'm sorry, Julie. I'll behave. I promise." I went back to playing with Julie's luscious orbs. Julie calmed down and enjoyed the feelings I was giving her.Both of us stopped short when we heard Ashley ask, "Is your rubber on, Trent?" We glanced over the seat at our now naked friends preparing to fuck. I grinned. Julie looked apprehensive.Trent answered, "Shit. I forgot to bring them."Ashley said,.