" But ... I was only doing it to help you..."Janice put the papers aside and turned towards me."Paul ... or should I say Pamela?" She giggled for a se...ond, but then continued. "Pamela, I think that somewhere, deep inside your subconscious, this is what you want. You want to be trapped. You want to be forced to labor in a menial secretary position being at 'Miss Peterson's' beck and call." No ... no, I don't!" Yes, you must. Why else would you sign all these documents? Why else would you. .we would do nothing that sisterswouldn?t normally do. Although it took supreme self- control on both ofour parts, we behaved...and went, quite frustrated, back to our separateabodes for the evening. We both suffered from severe withdrawal fromeach other the following week. Even though I had never much liked the"equipment" I was born with, just hearing her voice on the telephonemade my shorts tighter.The next few weeks were a mixed blur of longing and frustration. Theweek following our meeting,. I slowly reached my hand forward and softly rubbed his dick through the fabric, letting it ever so slightly drift against his skin underneath. I then carefully slipped my hand through the opening and wrapped my hand around the warm shaft and began thrusting my hand up and down his cock from the head down to his balls. Once I could sense his breathing had reached a steady fast pace, I used my hands to pull it free of his underwear, letting it stand unrestricted. I sent my right hand down to his. Anna was in the middle of her period so no pregnancy thus far. She led her two steeds along the path staring into the sands expecting a Dakin to jump out and grab her. The fact that Valerie informed her and Herb about the sun being a quick killer of Dakins, her mind felt the horror of them nonetheless."If we push ourselves, we can make it to the cave just a little past dark," Atlanta stated. "We would be safe there." How about seeing if these horses can be ridden. That way we could trot them.