It was nice of you to come home during the supper hour."First Sergeant Davis didn't respond, figuring, correctly, that her heart wasn't really in it. ...f she'd really wanted to fight, she'd have let him have it between the eyes as he walked through the door. With a silent sigh he wondered how much longer it was going to be until she stopped torturing him personally, and started using a lawyer.Tonight was different, though, he sensed. She sat down at the table with him, a pair of beers in her. She was a little disoriented when she awoke. It took a minute for her to realize where she was and what had happened. What drew her foggy mind from sleep was the fact that she could not move her arms or legs. She discovered she was bound to the bedposts in a spread eagle position, face down, covered with a light blanket. And her dominant lover was nowhere to be found. The next thing that penetrated her foggy mind was that there was an aroma of food wafting up from downstairs, she also. Tony winked at Jess, smiling. The two of them had been planning this for monthes. "Hey, Brooke. Me and Jess are going to a party afterwards. Wanna come?" Brooke smiled her perfect smile at Tony. "Sure. Umm, when is it?" "9:00."Brooke smiled again. "Great, I'll be there." Tony murmered in Jess's ear after Brooke had gone. "Bingo. Easy as pie. I win."Tony manuvered Jess over to the restroom. Without preamble, the two of them pushed into a stall and Jess hiked up her dress. Tony sniffed at her. ’ He answered smiling. His green eyes twinkling, as his delicious black hair drooped over his right eye giving him a sexy bad boy look. Delia wondered if his hair was as soft as it looked. She had a desire to just reach up and caress his midnight locks. She was eighteen when they met, and he soon learned who she was, who her family was. Shaun believed she was out of his league. After learning that her father was one of the richest men in the state, Shaun decided to cool things off with Delia..