Jennifer pulled the book partially out and looked behind it, no key. Damn, well it was worth a shot. Standing and headed for the door again Jennifer r...solved to put it out of her mind. Jennifer remembered reading that book in College. Her copy hadn't been a collection, but the story itself in a single novella form. Jennifer stopped in mid stride just short of the front door. Her book had been titled "Justine, or Good Conduct well Chastised."CHASTISED. "Shit" Jennifer said turning and dropping. She would have welcomed it but that’s not the way I planned this. In fact, when I was done with her she would be begging for it.I put on my best “I’m really excited” look and told her I really needed to share some very important breakthroughs with her.“I really miss you baby. You look great. I want you so bad. But, you have to hear this news first. Come sit with me. I’ll tell you all about it.” I came off like a kid in a candy store and she obviously sensed my excitement.With a sly smile she. That put her out of the picture, as far as being an immediate threat to Regina.The other bit of news that caught my attention was the police report of her father's killing. He was walking to his car, following a pretty typical meeting as go-between for the Mayor's office, when, according to the two witnesses, he was attacked from behind by a man dressed all in black, who whipped out a very small caliber pistol and shot him in the back of the head.That would make it an execution style slaying,. We are kissing and touching and honestly, if nothing else happened, I would be happy. But tonight is different. The need is so palpable. The hunger is overwhelming. As we are kissing and groping at each other, your hand goes to my throat. You don't grab me roughly or even apply pressure, but your hand is around my throat and I love the dominance that symbolizes. However, me being me, I see that as a challenge. You want control, but I am going to make you work for it. I pull away from the kiss.