She just wanted to blow his mind to pay him back for all he’s done to help her. Her tongue slid forward and licked his nipple his hissed as he lips ...escended over him sucking his nipple. He cried out sounding rather tortured now, she grinned more broadly as she released him entirely leaning forward brushing against him as she kissed him softly. He bucked against the restraints, she could see from the tenseness in his arms that he was desperately struggling against the restraints. She slid off. " she breathed. Her hand underneath her shirt fondling her small breast and pinching her choclate chip nipple.The hulking psycho released her hair grabbing the back of her shirt. He pulled slowly tearing it from her body and discarding the remains. Her flesh nearly glowed in the moonlight.Her body thin. Small waist with curved hips. She moaned louder feeling another orgasm rising.She moaned louder and louder until it hit. Riveting waves of pleasure washing through her whole body. Her wetness. "Why the reaction?" she asked, and under any other circumstances, Imight have simply blown things off and changed the subject. The truthwas that at that moment, I was resentful as hell at having to seeanother shrink as the solution to a problem that had absolutely nothingto do with my mental health. So I vented."I hate that name," I said, "'The Program.' All clean and sanitized,like it represented order and organization, and people who knew whatthe hell they were doing." You blame The Program. ‘Laurie, Taylor, leave us.’ He said startling both women. Though he was obeyed, both lingered, looking to Leif’s puzzled response. When they were gone, Sir Glen thumped his cane. ‘You need to know something about Taylor.’ He intoned seriously. Leif looked up to Sir Glen. ‘Firstly, Taylor is not my free companion. Officially, she belongs to Sir Marcus.’ And so Sir Glen began to tell Leif, who had clearly been just taken aback by Sir Glen’s announcement, of how Taylor came to Sir Glen. Sir Glen.