I started to kiss her softly as I moved down from her belly button to her soft pussy, lightly stroking my fingers down her hips till they met the smoo...h skin of her outer lips...I looked up at her and could tell that she was building up for a big orgasm.So I parted her pussy lips and exposed her impressive swollen clit, running my tongue up between her inner lips till it reacher her clit and started to suck on it.I could feel it pulsating against my lips and the tip of my tongue so I knew it. ’ ‘But. . . ‘ He walked quickly to the kitchen window and picked up a vase containing a single crimson rose. He placed it next to her on the counter. ‘Look at this rose. It’s real. You can touch it, if you want.’ He guided her fingers to the scarlet petals, carefully helping her avoid the thorns. ‘Yes, I can touch it,’ she whispered and stroked the petals again. ‘Maybe you should take down the mirror. That might be where the lizards go.’ ‘Shhh . . . Remember, the nurse said this might happen.. " His other hand grabbed my chin, and his big fingers caressed my face."I gave you a choice, in the bar. Fight me and prove you're a man or come back home with me and be my bitch." He laid it out as if it was the most reasonable proposition in the world."But it was always going to end this way. You weren't man enough to defend yourself." He shook his head at me slowly, stroking my face consolingly. Comforting me as the revelation hit, that I wasn't a man. All the while his right hand still. We stopped and got fuel and some groceries, and a case of OO Buckshot for the shotguns.I was very glad to get home. The trip was fun and productive, but the company was better at home and the dancing was more fun. I loaded up my tools and went to check the stock. The girls were cleaning up the place, and talking excitedly about the planned construction. I had made it plain that I wanted nothing to do with the construction. I told the girls that anything they wanted done, they should have done.