A sharp bolt of electricity passes intoPeter's nipples. Peter writhes and lets out a gut wrenching scream.After a moment, Angelica reaches out and swi...ches it off. "You haveto be careful darling, to much electricity will make him pass out".She walks over to Peter and grabs his hair, pulling his head up, thenslaps his face. Peter's eyes flutter open. He looks at herpathetically whimpering. "Please? no more, please"? Angelica lightlyruns her hands down his chest. It's not up to me sweetheart,. When the milkman opened the milk box, I opened the front door. He looked up at me in surprise, then smiled slightly and stood. He had a glass bottle in each hand, one milk and one cream, and a little paper bag pinched against the milk bottle with one finger. He had brass and silver rings on his fingers.“Would you mind coming in for a minute?” I asked. “I have a question for you about my order.”“Of course you do.” He smiled and I closed the door behind him.He put the bottles and paper bag on the. Of pleasure. Of pure love. We both knew that we could never go back to anybody else, we were both addicted to each other's everything. I stopped entirely and she looked up puzzled up at me with needing eyes, craving more, “W-why d-did you stop?” I felt a smile crawl along my face, “Beg for more.” She looked startled at this comment, but she also looked extremely pleased, “You understand too well,” She pulled her ravished hair back and gave me the most pitiful expression she could possibly put. We sat out in the lobby waiting.On time, an attractive woman in her late thirties or early forties came in dressed business casual. Beth was wearing slacks and I was glad I wasn’t wearing shorts and sandals! She saw Beth and walked to her, “Elizabeth Hood?” Beth nodded. “I’m Marianne Knox. Good morning.”Beth said, “Good morning to you, Marianne. Please, call me Beth. This is my guy, Xavier Marigold, who goes by X. He’s going to help me. We drove up here yesterday.”Marianne shook hands with me.