"What do you want to do next?"Gina wrung her hands. "I-I don't know." We should figure out some way to ease Victor's control of you. Maybe expand this...room and ... well ... flesh it out."Gina gives Cassie a despairing look. "But I don't know how!"Cassie wants to give reassurance that she would lend Gina whatever energy was needed, until she looks into Gina's frightened eyes and realizes that is not the problem."I told you before that I don't know who I am," Gina says."What about your core, the. We both came. After a moment she climbed off me, went out to the bathroom, and came back with a wet wash cloth and cleaned us both. She returned to bed, and we held each other. I laid there quietly for several minutes, not sure how I was going to ask the question that had been on my mind since the end of the fight."Lisa, why did you let me win? We both know you had me in real trouble in that last round. I've seen you knock out half a dozen guys in less time than you had me in that corner. Yet. This was the first time she had ever done anything like this, she had dreamed of it but never thought she would have the nerve to actually do it but now she was here, on the threshold of her desires. As they waited for the door to open, Katrina thought back to how she had ended up here. It had began a long time ago when her husband had been disabled in an accident and was now physically unable to satisfy her sexual appetite. It was not that he did not love her and that he did not want to, it. As we're sat there I force her thighs apart, my fingers exploring her wetness, teasing her, always stopping just as she starts to get excited. Wine finished, we move onto gin, it's our ritual, our way of enjoying the night and each other's company, when at 1 am I stand, take her glass and say "Bedtime brat" She's not expecting it, nor is she happy, we'd just started a second bottle, I'd finally relented and allowed her to lower her dress, and now I was sending her to bed. "Into your PJ's and in.