‘I hope I didn’t draw blood.’ ‘I hope you did, Miss Vampire! Do you like getting wildly fucked?’ Our eyes were shut in intense pleasure and ...motion as we continued to rock together. My mind wandered briefly to that first salsa song we danced to, or at least tried to. ‘What are you laughing about?’ she asked me. I was unaware I was giggling a little. ‘Am I making a funny ‘I’m-being-wildly-screwed’ face?’ ‘No, babe, it’s just, we seem to be doing a lot better than we did on the dance floor.’. My impression at the time was, the length of my punishment depended on what kind of mood he was in. Now I wonder if he didn’t just keep on strapping my behind until he came. Sometimes he let out a moan just before he quit, but I never saw anything to prove it one way or the other. What I do know is that for me it seemed to get better every week. The orgasms, I mean, well really, the whole punishment scene and how I reacted to it. I’m not crazy about the pain, but considering what follows, it’s. "How can we not love this son-of-a-bitch? You are so getting lucky tonight," she whispered in his ear although everyone in the room heard her."And this is different than any other night?" Margret snorted."Oh, yeah," Malinda purred and Marlin shivered. "There are nights and then there are nights." She gave him a little shot of her Talent and he shivered again."I don't think I can do this," Margret whimpered and wrung her hands as they sat in the coach heading towards End-of-the-Line."Yes, you. Cost me a D on a paper from my Marxism professor." Take your time. We'll be conservative with your investments until you get a better handle on them. You can be very smart by hiring brains and using them. Smart people hire smart people and then let them work. You have quite a few smart people working for you. Let them," she finished.We talked for a while more about some of the specific things I didn't understand. She said I should see one of their investment people about some of my questions..