Not seeing that Matt was almost done with his undressing or that he was looking at Jack's body has it was exposed."Should we put the oil on our selves...or I you and you me?" asks Matt and Jack stops and thinks which and then says "I will oil you and you will oil me but we must get every place but the bottoms of our feet." Jack stats with a slight blush have he finishes taking off his cloths and looks at Matt.Matt moves over with his bottle of baby oil at the same time Jack picks his up. Mat is. Becca's chest heaved fully, repeatedly as he instructed her further. On one hand she was absolutely terrified of just what would come of her as she was trained as his slave. On the other she was fully aroused at the entire concept. No more would she have to make choices unless her Master gave them to her. It enabled her to revel in the frightened excitement, her eyes closing part way finally as she once more lowered her eyes as he stood bare inches from her. Vaguely she wondered if he could. To main fridge se ice pack laya aur bed room pahle baithne ki koshish ki par paddle aur jhaaru ki maar ki wajah se baitha hi nhi jaa raha tha… to maine kutte wali position me (dogi style) me aa gaya aur haath piche kar k ice bag se apne chootar sekne laga…Usi position me mujhe kaafi der ho gayi thi aur achanak kisi ne meri gaand me ek jordar tamacha mara, main sikbika gaya, aur laga ki shilpa hogi…Maine piche mur k dekha to humare gharo me jo maid aati h wo piche khari mujhe ghoor rahi. He didn't care, though. To him, the scar was just proof that she was alive. If he had the guts, he would tell her that, and how much he loved her. Right, he thought. If I had the guts . . . and apparently, I don't. x-x-x-x Connie stretched and yawned at her desk. She couldn't put it off any longer—it was time to go home. So far she'd been successful in her attempts to avoid spending time with Simon. She knew she was being silly, juvenile even, but she couldn't help it. The episode with Ron.