You covered my breast with your hand and put your mouth to mine. We kissed as if we were still hungry and tasted each other with forceful rhythm. I li...htly scratched your back. You pinched my nipple very gently. You ran your hand down my belly, and caressed the soft down of my stomach. I let my mouth cover your neck, and I kissed your ear. I gently licked at your earlobe and sucked at it more aggressively. I gently let out a breath through my nose onto your skin. You stretched your neck to. By all accounts it was a lavish spectacle, with Cornelius Braxton-Clark laying out a deal of money to dazzle the onlookers, and show off to his new in-laws, who although aristocrats were as poor as church mice. Their daughter was their only asset, and she had been traded to the Braxton-Clarks to both clear her father’s debts, and further their ambition to raise themselves up in Society.The New Year of 1815 had dawned cold and wet and miserable. The battalion had been too long in the area and it. .yes...not really" she stuttered. "What the fuck does that mean" "I have had a couple of boyfriends but something was missing, nothing serious" "You like being treated like a fucking slut do you?" "Aaahh, yes suppose..." she trailed off. I felt the inner beast, it was starting to get impatient. This was too slow.....taking too long. I needed to feed, I wasn't really interested in her life....was I? Noooo, she is nothing but meat. Nothing but response to pain, degradation, I wanted sweat,. She thanks me as I leave and I tell her, “ Not a problem, but let's get it working first so you can warm up and lose that blanket!” I probably shouldn’t have said that out loud, but she laughs.I get my tools and return to work on her furnace. She stands near me, wrapped tightly in her blanket telling me about her problems with her man. She talks about needing to lose weight and get her body back. I tell her, “ You look great to me. I think pregnancy is beautiful, and a mommy's body is very.