“ ... Three little words, perhaps?” she teased.She and I had been steadily getting closer. We’d been intimate already, so we were working at thi...gs backwards from the normal process—we were hard at work learning about each other. We talked almost constantly, sometimes forgetting the other survivors were there, and almost always spent an hour or so each night whispering to each other in our sleeping bag.“Well... , “ I mused. “Oh, I know... ‘It’s going to rain’? Oh, no ... that’s four words.” I. The first wafting scents of your arousal find their way to me, and I am spurred on to want to taste you. Here, your inhibitions kick in, you squirm, slightly uncomfortable with my attentions there – you block me with your hands. I resolutely press on, whispering to you to relax, let me enjoy you, just let go… My tongue makes the first pass across your pussy lips, slightly swollen, protruding out in their need to be touched. Purple with desire, flooded with your passion, I hear you gasp as my. “Al, you need to get to bed. Malik’s orders.”I laughed, “I think that’s my cue to leave.”I got up, shook hands with Al, gave Belinda a quick kiss on the cheek, and left the house. I walked home to find my wives and Michelle sitting in the ‘Indian’ room. I joined them for about an hour before we headed up to bed.July 28, 1994, Chicago, Illinois“Good morning, Vladyka.”“Good morning, Stephen,” he said.“Master, Bless!” I replied, holding out my hands.“The Lord bless you,” he said, and made the sign. She crooned against him but did not fight. He didn't know if she could fight. She allowed him complete reign over their lips; he sucked, tested, and teased. His hungry mouth couldn't be satiated as he plundered her.Finally, Robbie wretched his mouth away from hers and came hard inside of her. His body jerked and shook as he wildly dipped inside of her. She took all of him, just like she always did, and squeezed him just as tightly as her entire body rolled through another powerful orgasm.Robbie.