Heather walks behind the couch and runs her hand gently across the pillows, her fingers caressing the fringe as she goes. I want those fingers running...down my arms, over my chest, through my hair. I offer to get her another glass of wine. She accepts and when I return, she is sitting crossed leg on the couch. Her dress clings to her chest, flows freely over her thighs. I hand her the drink. She smiles and takes a sip and she is aware that I'm drinking her in. I take her hand and lead her to the. . “How d’you want me?” I asked him, “On my back, or doggy-style?” “On your back, with your legs wrapped round me!” he replied. I dutifully sat down and laid back with my knees bent and splayed wide open – my skirt falling back to completely expose my white suspender-belt with it’s taut suspenders and tan nylons. I then reached up and unbuttoned my blouse – exposing my lacy white ½ cup bra so’s my false tits and dark nipples plainly showed through. “Mmmm, you really look like the real. I didnt just leave, I left you&hellip, Before he could go on any further, she cut him off. Look it happened, it was months ago. Why do we have to talk about it? Why do I need to explain this to you now? Frustrated tears threatened to break from her eyes, but she denied them. You dont think I have a right to know? It was true, completely. He had a right to know, making her feel obligated to tell him, but she found that she couldnt. Her mouth opened then shut. Still, Jasen didnt push her. For a. Axorie insisted on 'eating' lunch with Hardcase and the maids- it being the perogotive of imaginary beings and goddesses to do whatever they wanted. That is just another way of saying, you couldn't stop them anyway. Like the royal decree that "A cat may stare at a king" being an acknowledgement that the cat would do just as it pleased with or without permission. A good leader knows how to lead by commanding people to do what they were just about to do anyway. What really galled, was that.