And therest of the stories promised to keep her in orgasmic bliss for weeks to come. What did it mean that Charity kept featuring herself and her aunt...in thesestories of bondage and slavery? Was her niece lesbian? Did she want to becomea submissive or was it simply a way of exploring new things? She supposed thatshe would have to read all of the stories to get a clearer picture of whatwent on inside Charity's mind but she couldn't do that today for fear of rubbingher clit raw. She tried to. .sensual kiss on the nape of my neck. I jumped and turned around to find Bryan's chocolate solid frame swallowing me. I playfully slapped him on his arm, "Bryan! Oh my god, why would you do that? Boy, you almost got yourself hurt!". His initial reply was simply a smile. Then he said, "Oh, so you just let any ol' body come and kiss you on your neck huh?” I was thinking to respond with a sassy remark but dammit! This man was so damn fine. I hadn't seen him in so long; I almost forgot how sexy he. They were never given any idea of who the men were or if the men knew who they were.However, for several weeks now the sisters had been teasing them about this final initiation, implying that it would be much more than anything they had already experienced. None of the three knew if they had been serious or if all the talk was just designed to get them even more on edge. If so, it had succeeded ... But then none of the three would be surprised if they really were used sexually all night. One of. "We've heard some interesting things about you," I said around my last bite of bagel. "Have a seat."As he settled onto his seat, I realized that like me, he had a pistol holstered on the left side of his chest. A bulky looking Kriss Vector carbine dangled under his right arm from its single point tactical sling. It made my M-14 look like the piece of ancient history it was."That's the other guy, he's out of the Solar System right now. For my sins I'm covering the Office of Targeted Extractions.