But what he said was flattering, in the very least it was flattering. She was overwhelmed with a feeling of pride to know that it was all her fault he...had done what he had done, and what had been done was a sweet, selfless action of love. He didn’t feel any pleasure at all, had only wanted to know if she was able to feel it. ‘I am never displeased with you. Oh, Robert, I’m sorry. I’ve tried to explain it to you: I do love you, I’m only- ‘ ‘I know, princess, ‘he whispered, ‘I know. I only wanted. "Wilbur, you don't know the hell I got which is raging in my immortal soul right now. You got a nice voice and can carry a tune and all, but you ain't got a real artistic soul. This is about performing live in front of a live audience. You are my best friend, Wilbur; and you and me sealed our friendship in the body of our sweet wife Emily. We are closer than brothers, we are co-husbands. But this runs oh so much deeper than that. I will kill myself if I don't get a chance to perform live on. Shaking we went into the bed room I was ordered to stand there while he looked at me which did get me excited then grabbing my hands tied them tight behind my back now helpless he ask me if I wanted a blindfold mmmmm no I said ok then he pushed me onto the bed hard my heart jumped and then slap slap slap firm hits on my ass working around my bum with each hit I could feel the redness building up my voice got louder with each hard hit, then was the inspection raising my dress to see his handy. In doing so, she noticed he wore a grey t-shirt with a pair of baggy jeans. She also caught a glimpse of his ice blue eyes, and suddenly felt the heat transferred from her sweating limbs to between her legs. He paid for his sno-cone and turned around, his ice eyes meeting her chocolate ones. Instantly, Victoria felt very self-conscious in her plaid, mid-thigh length skirt and black clingy shirt. Though she mentally blamed the heat, she felt a blush start in her cheeks as his eyes seemed to peer.