She groaned, her control almost snapping with this outburst of sudden pleasure. The buzz of her phone from the night table interrupted the paralysis ...f her ecstasy. His picture, the one where his eyes were closed, his lips smiling joyfully appeared on the cover and she quickly sat up, tossing her dark red curls over to one shoulder so she could answer clearly. His voice, deep and husky, greeted her over the other end and contributed another dimension to her sensorial vision of him. Her green. I ran myfingers lightly over those elegant little containers of lip gloss andblusher, those tubes of mascara and eyeliner, the compacts of foundationand eye-shadow. I felt oddly wistful when I scooped them up and replacedthem all in their packaging. *On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to meFive golden wigs. *They were in a variety of women's styles with two long, two short and onea bouffant (I don't know. I realised with a shock that this dog was now making more than a serious attempt to physically screw me. Ben, the younger dog kept getting his head in and sniffing at my pussy experimentally too but Bill kept growling at him fiercely, finally snapping at him and physically forcing him away.He quite obviously meant literally, "My bitch, go away, I'm fucking her first"This now really frightened me, the two dogs were fighting over me like a bitch on heat, just as if I wasn't in charge, it was. His scent was clean and masculine and I imagined if I brought my lips to his I would taste the salt of the ocean upon them and in those hours, I imagined that quite often. The occasional brush of his hand against my leg sent chills through me and I struggled to stay in control when all I wanted was to be anything but in control. I had one eye on the clock as the evening wore on, sure that at any moment he would tell me he needed to go home but even as the evening turned into night and then to.