I always pay my debt. I boarded the plane. To be the best now required the systematic dismantling of my strong will that got me here. My competitive d...ive was turning in on itself. Every time I did what he asked, I surrendered more of myself to him. It was as if he was slowly seductively stripping me of one layer after another – but more than clothes, it was my need to be in control and win. Unlike ever before, to win meant choosing new levels of surrender.Strangely, the more I did, the freer. “Will this make it better for you?” She let the bra slide down her arms. Her breasts were medium size, round and full with tiny, pale pink nipples.“Hell yeah! That’s perfect!” I stripped out of my pants and boxers and sat down. I had the hardest hard-on I could remember. I unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it off to both sides.Roach grabbed a thin cushion off one of her bar stools and tossed it at my feet. She knelt down and laid her hands on my thighs. “You ready?”“Just one thing; how did you get. . I was mad at you for not stopping me FROM going. I was mad at Jake just for actually being there." He nuzzled her neck, "but mostly I was mad at Chessley for writing such a convincing story. AND then finding out it wasn't FICTION." I see," she said, and she did."My parents ... you know, I haven't thought about them for years ... my mother was caught up in the church ... my dad ... our dad was a crazy Marine ... but we had our moments. He always said, 'There's no such thing as an EX Marine .... She swirled the erect appendage around her moist opening coating it with her natural lubricant. With the sweet liquid coating the tip of her finger she pressed the prepared appendage over her clitoris. She moaned out in ecstasy. In her mind, Chance had kissed down her body and kissed her nether lips. She felt his tongue lick through the folds of her pussy. His strong hands caressed and kneaded her breasts. Chance was pleasuring her body like it was and instrument and he was its master. .