"They went into the bathroom and he closed the door behind them. She felt weird about the door being closed but she didn't care, what could ever happe... anyway? So they go to the sink, he opens the tap and makes sure that the temperature of the water is just fine and he gently washes her face with his left hand. He looked into the mirror and saw that beautiful face of hers and her innocent eyes looking straight into his and he couldn't take it anymore.He suddenly said: "That's enough." He took. ” he said. I flushed.“Yes Sir.” I finished unbuttoning my jeans and slid them and panties down around my knees.“That’s far enough. We won’t be fucking now. Turn around and bend over.” I did as instructed. “Stick your ass into the air.” I felt his hand pushing on the small of my back. “Higher. That’s it. Okay now don’t move.”“Yes Sir.” I held my position, pleasantly exposed and vulnerable. He got up and rifled through the bedside drawer until he found the lube and squeezed some out. It has to inspire rather than intimidate.“Once you are done, you can’t release your ideas through accepted channels. They are watched and censored. The first Poly-Sci Political Party sycophant who reads it will squash it before it ever sees the light of day, and you will be squashed with it.“You have to release it to the public at large, using social media in a manner that can only be described as a Blitzkrieg! It has to hit the entire country in a single day, across every possible delivery. The next step was to develop the pictures and present the better ones to Paul and Amy. Paul was deeply moved seeing himself on film like this. He was hooked. Later that week Suzanne took Amy and Paul back to her favorite forest location. Once again her ranger fan locked the gate behind Suzanne’s vehicle, this time for two days in a row. Suzanne told the ranger about the progress of her upcoming book with Wendy. She took down his address to send him an advance copy, once the new publication was.