The sharp tip of the blade slides up from my foot, up my leg, to my thighs and lingers. He slides the blade and presses it to my pussy lips. Pressing ...arder, rubbing the tip of the knife against my clit. The ropes between my legs grow damp, I yearn?I hunger for Him, for His touch.He slides the blade over my stomach, up to my chest and pauses on each breast. He reaches up with His free hand and clutches my throat, pushing me into the pillow. I struggle for a breath. He pushes the knife hard. ’ ‘What’s wrong?’ Mary asked. Her pretty face reflected concern. ‘Sit down and tell us about it.’ Rick sat in a chair, Matt and Mary sat on the sofa, and Matt told them what was going on. ‘My God!’ Mary exclaimed when he finished. ‘Those bastards!’ Rick snapped. Mary didn’t bother to challenge her son’s profanity. ‘We have to figure out some way to help Matt,’ she said. ‘Why don’t we have him move in with us?’ Rick suggested. Matt and Mary looked at each other, then at Rick, and they all. You will suck anything I offer you, my toes, my fingers, my nipples, my clit. Such a suck slave, Arnie. Whenever you think of a woman, or any kind of sexual thought, sucking will be the first thought. Yes, suck so deep and full. Such a sweet girl. Look up at me with those sweet eyes, and plead for it, baby," coaxed Marlie as she fucked Arnie's face with her fingers. Down on his cock, Bridget had another orgasm, and then slowed, watching Marlie subject the one night stand king to some. But I never lost my roving eye. And then...I had seen her before, right here. I come to MoMA every Thursday at lunch time, planning to get back to the office before the market closes. (After all, I hired my hot looking secretary and bought a Murphy bed on the same day. If I struck out at MoMA, I could always get my rocks off Suzie – my secretary - before I went home.) For those of you who aren't familiar with New York City abbreviations, MoMA stands for Museum of Modern Art, which is not to be.