A confused look was now on my Julie's face and I think that she needed some more insight as to all of the mechanics of having "full-on-sex" was all ab...ut. I tell her about my sex filled afternoon with my husband from yesterday as a way to enlighten her as to all of the things that go on in a couples bedroom when the couple loves each other and wants to show their love threw sex.We have a seat in the living room on the love seat side-by-side. My granddaughter ask me to tell her more, "Please. . She later fought of any negative thoughts by focusing on how happy her mother was and how selfish Rea was being. Lots of extended family came to town for the occasion and Rea was aviating aunt Claudia’s arrival. Claudia was actually Rea’s second cousin, but because of the 20 something age difference, she had always called her aunt. The woman vibrantly danced to her own tune, moving to Prague and joining the theater when Rea was five. She would come back to visit often, bring her old stage. She reminded me that my contract specifies necessary medicalcare, and that includes mental health and counseling."Katie tried to keep from an "I told you so" expression, but she failed. "I'll drive."**********Tom glanced around the office. "No couch?" he asked sarcastically.Rachel shook her head, trying to maintain her smile. "You're stuck on abad stereotype." She gestured toward a stuffed chair. "Sit down, makeyourself comfortable, and we'll talk."Tom eased himself into the chair, still. Look at how you are enjoying the pain, look at how you love pleasing your Master.”And I looked. I looked at myself, my body, my face. And I saw myself. I was free, I was floating, I was out of control and not restrained, while being chained by his commands and words.“What are you, bitch? Look at yourself, look yourself in the eyes and tell yourself what you are. What are you, girl?”I looked at myself and I couldn’t find the words. I was so close. I was moaning. I needed relief.“Say it!”“I am a.