Just a sideline, an amusement to satisfy the voyeur in me. Usually on a Thursday afternoon, when it was quiet, so I could see her without disturbance ...�� no customers moving in the way of my desire and interrupting my current fantasy image. ‘She’ was in her forties and beautiful – always in a business suit, always looking immaculate and always incredibly sexy. And then there was me. A student in his 30’s who really should not be pretending to browse the bookstore just to snatch images of her in. The blonde one kept that stone-cold glare on me the whole time and in fear I locked my gaze with his, my eyes filled with unasked questions. Where are you taking me? What are you going to do with me? Are you going to kill me? The bald one turned in his seat to check up on me. He stared at the sight of me tied and gagged and said to the blonde man, “Dmitri, she may not be white, but I got to admit, she does have a nice ass. I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of it.” At this I began to cry. She was aroused now, and was getting rougher. He could always smell her arousal, and she was beginning to nip and bite his skin, his stomach, his chest.. she bit his nipples, then licked them, blew on them to watch them harden as they cooled.She bit his side, in that special spot, and he moaned and moved under her. She stopped and turned him around, switching the cuffs so that he was not twisted. She moved her hands all along his back, down over his ass, following with her mouth, biting,. But, now, he couldn’t go back to living without her. He just wouldn’t know how to breathe. He could follow her back to Aribo, where spider-silk was fortune, and live in a cave, spending his days making thread as he had for the beetles, if only that meant he could have her some of the nights. He could do that if he had to. But he couldn’t go back to a life without her. Kokata restlessly circled Lei’s hole. He could web her in. Just long enough for the termites to be long gone. Just a few days..