I know I didn't ask, and I will pay for it later, but I don't care. I kiss you until I am dizzy. My other hand snakes around to your cock and strokes ...t through your pants, my body hiding what I am doing from the others around. Finally you pull away from my lips. "Bad girl".I smile sweetly. You grab my hand and pull me to my feet and practically drag me out the door. You pull me to your car and drive us to our room. You hold my hand firmly as if I am going to run off. We take the elevator up. It’s only after i've maintained this position with perfect stillness for a couple of minutes that i realize You are in fact in the room. “Good slave” you say, and i think i can hear a little pride in Your voice as our training is obviously making a difference. “Now stand and come here.”i comply at once, my hands never leaving the back of my neck as i try to rise up with some grace. my eyes are still locked on the floor; in this room, eye contact with You is a privilege not a right. When i reach. The storyteller closed his eyes and began his tale. I moved away. A book lay unopened behind me. It looked as if nobody had read from it for some months. I picked it up, opened it. A damp musty smell emanated from the pages. I turned a few over holding them gingerly. They held the words of lots of stories. Some only a page or two, others longer. I stopped at one page and read, ‘He lay asleep naked on the river’s edge. His chest moved slowly as he slept deeply. His toe twitched as an insect. "How are you doing with the nursing?" It wasn't quite as easy as people told me it would be," Crystal admitted. "However I seem to be getting the hang of it."Candace nodded. "It took me a day or so. I was told how natural it was, but waking up for a 2 AM feeding just wasn't what I wanted. Still, I have to admit it was handy. I didn't start carrying bottles of formula around for a few months. And it went easier the second time." I looked at it as finally having a use for these things," their.