His hand closed around it, now so tightly it dug into his palm like a weapon sent not to kill, but to merely torture him."Arrogant, Steven? Do you see...this as arrogance? Is asking a husband to rescue his loving wife arrogance? Is warning her husband that her very life depend on his actions arrogant?" What have you done to her?" Steven shouted again, now shaking violently with both anger and fear."Have you've ever taken her for granted, ever disappointed her, Steven? Think about those times,. Jude Thaddeus. It’d been several days since he heard the young musician’s confession, but his words still echoed in the young priest’s mind. This fantasy fulfillment agency called It’s Just Sex! sounded like just what he needed. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he’d memorized. The voice answering was crisp, male, and ultra professional. ‘Thank you for calling It’s Just Sex! How may I direct your call?’ ‘I would like to arrange a—liaison.’ ‘Certainly, sir. Are you. So I told her to show me, and she turned raised her dress hem and presented her now naked striped backside. I counted 5 red livid lines. “I told you 6” I said. He replied that the first he had given was somewhat softer than the rest but that the mistress had urged him that “he had better put some beef in it or the master would not see the marks” he went on to say that the mistress had enjoyed the pain and had been “most compliant”.I suggested that next time he was sent to strike my wife however. I'm not a lesbian." Neither am I, but we're not doing it because we like each other like that," Sandy explained."Yeah," Tracy added, trying to play along with Sandy's game, "it's like the blowjob class. We did it to learn how to give blowjobs, but it's not like we're going to have sex with the guys we blew." Exactly," Sandy said."Well, OK. Since you put it that way, I guess it's alright," Suzy said. Sandy stopped sliding her pussy on the chair and put her hands on the sides of Suzy's face. She.