We both went to high school there, and I went to Southwest Florida College. My brother is a brainiac and went to Georgia Tech on a scholarship. He's a... electrical engineer and lives in Dallas now. Still not married and he's almost thirty." I'm twenty-eight and still not married," I said with a grin."I'm twenty-five and still not married. The clock is ticking," she said with an arched eyebrow.She seemed to be in a hurry for no good reason, I thought. "No rush. I only intend to get married once.. “I wish I didn’t have to do this,” he sighed.“I want to go home,” I cried softly.“I know you do sweetheart. And it’ll pass,” he soothed. His large callused hand stroked my face and brushed my tears away, being gentle with my bruised cheekbone.“My parents are going to worry themselves sick.”“Well, you shouldn’t have called them,” he scolded.“I miss them so much it hurts.” Clyde leaned in and kissed my forehead.“The pain will lessen with time. You’ve got me, after we marry we can work on having. With his lips locked with hers he removed her sodden panties and freed himself from the confines of his trousers. Their seduction had been short and highly intense; all previous moments had been culminating towards this moment. He pulled back slightly from the kiss so he could watch her. He lined the head of his raging erection at the entrance to her moistened velvet passage. She wanted him inside her badly. Her hips involuntarily pushed against his length with her body’s unconscious desire. I remember that once that you had some kind of clothes. Like for belly dancing or those harem clothes you used to wear whenever we had our role play," he said to her."I still have those clothes Master," she meekly responded. When they were a couple they used to have role plays where she would pretend to be a captured harem slave and he would pretend to be a Swedish Viking who had captured her."I was thinking of having you dressed up in that again although this time you really would serve me.