She was always slippery to the touch between her legs." She was possessed, and she possessed me. She made me do horrible things! I didn't resist. I co...ldn't resist. My faith was weak!" She wept in my arms and told me how she had to satisfy herself. The center of her, the core of her body was driving her crazy. She clutched me so tightly and begged me to tell her how to stop her from wanting." She whispered what she dreamed. She dreamed of men--of the private parts--of men that attacked her. Big. She had a strict curfew and had exactly one hour to get home, and when I helped we could have a Coke and visit a while. Peg was distant and not her usual chatty self this night, I wondered if it was because Rodger wasn’t there, but didn’t ask As soon as we locked up, I knew why, Rodger was picking her up. He was waiting for her in a borrowed car, and was going to drive her home. They had planned to be alone. I offered to walk home, but they both said no, we’ll drive you. She climbed in first,. I reply “I need to be there by 10.” You smile and say, “Good, we can sleep in a little then” as you take another key and uncuff my hands from the headboard. You lay your head on my chest and cuddle a little. You look up and say “Can I ask you something?” I respond “Sure.” You ask, “What were you thinking when I was dancing with Juan?” I am a little stunned you ask me and stammer around a little and say “I wished it was me.” You smile and say “I know you do sweetie, but did it make your cock. I growled at her, and she giggled back. She quickly turned around and scurried into the room, giving the door a push behind her. I got to the door before it could close, and growled again when I saw her standing beside the bed, on the opposite side from me, with the width of the bed between us. I grabbed my t-shirt and started to pull it over my head."Wait!" she called. "I want to do that. I want to unwrap my treat."Over the years, we had worked out signals for what kind of a night we were.