"He hasn't killed you yet?"I giggled. "We tried killing each other. Passed out. That's ALMOST killed, isn't it?" Don't be graphic, Kimberly," Jen snap...ed."Not graphic at all. And tell me that you don't..." I'm not telling you any such thing." Well, I never knew it would be like this. I mean, just a physical act..."Jen sighed. "But that's what you and I talked about more than once. It shouldn't be just a physical act. If your shoulder itched where you couldn't reach to scratch it, would you. .." I stammered."Oh, use that pretty red head of yours, Nikki-girl ? Whenwas the last time I punished you for deportment?" Last week, Mistress," I murmured, remembering a longsession of mincing up and down, ankles and wrists fettered,locked into six-inch heels, with Mistress' crop lashing mybottom, thighs or calves each time I made a mistake."And Dress?" The week before, Mistress." So," She continued, "If it weren't for Discipline I'dbarely ever spank your delicious bottom at all! You're aquick. Everything that was me was released in a wave of beauty.For a moment we both sat there while I finished. Julie bent down andkissed me, then laid beside me. She seemed to glow as she looked at me,but then my senses began to slowly come back."Oh no, what if you get..."She stopped my words with a press of her finger to my lips."We can control our pregnancy," she said. "Now just enjoy the moment."Her words resounded in my mind and I was back in my state of bliss. In myheart I felt at peace, but my. Her arm d****d casually over the back cushion, the robe gaping open just enough that I could see the edge of her breast, the nipple outlined clearly against the silken fabric, her other leg bare and showing where the opening of the robe fell to either side of it. It took every ounce of willpower I had to draw my eyes away from her naked skin and back up to her eyes. She must have noticed, though, because she smiled knowingly when I did meet her eyes. All I could do was blush. "I really don't.