Before I could say anything, Rachel paced over towards me and grabbed my hair, pulling my head down onto the bed so I was laying on my side.I turned o...to my back and she pounced on top of me, sitting full weight down on my stomach, she let go of my hair grabbed my arms and pinned me to the bed.She's taller and a little bit heavier than me so had full advantage, I was overpowered and she knew she could do anything she wanted to me, I was her prey.As I lay under her helpless, she moved herself up. No more!" But the third andfourth deliveries quickly followed, each below the previous stripe. Beadsof sweat had formed across my brow and I was gasping for breath, whileresisting the urge to stand up because of the obvious consequences. Thefifth stroke landed parallel with the others but across my upper thighswhere there was less fat to absorb the impact. The resulting pain wasindescribable and I again screamed out in despair. For the final stroke,Miss Smith changed her position slightly and. ‘She hasn’t been feeling well lately. Could this be a sign of something more serious?’ Say no, please. Dr. Lewis looked from one worried face to the other, and his expression softened. ‘Look, I know you two are worried, but in all probability this is no more than a passing event. At any rate, I’ll come back tomorrow to see how she’s doing, and I’ll give her a full physical, just to be on the safe side. I’d rather not do it right now because she’s still quite nauseated and any movement will be. Her spots were a disease, and they'd spread all over your insides, speckling every organ and muscle and bone, a leopard of lips, of touch. Every part of you was hers, she just hadn't claimed it yet.Her lips only brought that poison to the surface, a patina of a pucker, rosy red. And with one soft kiss that made your hips jerk and your hands clench, she brought you completely undone. Her hands had pinned your hips in place, that small kiss a precursor to her tongue. Your fingers had twisted into.