“My god, even the way he moves is sexy.” Sara thinks to herself. So conscious and in control of his own body, as if floating towards her. Her thig...s turn to flames again and she is instantly turned on. They meet and give a quick hug and hello. He smells amazing, a HUGE turn on for her. He directs her to his car, as they begin to walk he puts his hand at the small of her back. It’s such a comforting feeling for Sara, but also one of dominance. She realizes at this point,she is no longer in. I need you to help her out a bit, she could really benefit from it he said. Uh, ok Oh.. And queen. Dont forget I hear everything he said. I made my way back home, the chilling winter air numbing my hands. I opened the door, rose sitting at the island in the kitchen. Hey she said. What you doing? I asked, dropping my bag on the rack. Homework.. Mom said if I dont do it i dont get to go Olivias party she whined. Yeah about that.. Mr Stevens said I have to help you I said. Uh, sure I guess . The camera must have a motion sensor in it that turned on when it sensed movement. But who set this all up, the k** next door didn’t have the brains to do this, or did he??? I left and headed home to think of a way to find out who this person watching me was and what they wanted. I had an idea, I got out my video camera and took it up to the vent in the attic and set it up on a tripod, aiming it at the trail leading to the perch and turned it on to the slowest recording speed (6 hours) and. She had long wavy brown hair with brown eyes - though she often wished they were blue.Meghan made her way out of O’Hare, following the signs to the exit. As she stepped out onto the street, the cool fall air made her shiver. She quickly hailed a cab, and hopped in.“125 W Jackson, please,” she said, feeling herself tremble slightly with excitement.As the cab began to navigate its way through the airport traffic, Meghan looked down at her phone, typing a quick message. *On my way, Sir.* She.