My only thoughts are primal, I need you to kiss me again. I need you to slip your hand between my legs and touch the warm wetness you created. But I d...n’t believe for a second that you need me to answer your question. It’s just more teasing, allowing me to believe I have control only to turn around and show me I have none. ‘Pleeeease…’ Is all I’m allowed to utter before your lips are on mine again. My mouth opens at the same time my legs do, giving you access to my bodies most private part. I. As she had guessed her collar bone was snapped in half, though she hadn't expected part of the bone to be shattered. The joint of her arm was also dislocated, looking closer she saw that the tendons were also torn. Laying down in her small med bay she made a promise to herself that the next time they met, her old master was dead. Starting her healing machines she slightly winced when the needle sunk into her arm. It would take at least a week to completely heal even with her skills. Then it. They grant me entry to a wooden Mahogany type door to the far left the whole system is fob activated computerized from the inside and outside. Impressive for anyone unfamiliar with the system but is nothing uncommon. Just some big shot guru trying to impress someone. I hear the pop sound of the system un-securing the door and the officer behind me “you may enter” I think to myself “no cuz I’m just going to stand here staring at this wooden door like u do all day, right” rookies don’t even know. ." Thomas felt his cheeks burning as her beautifullypainted lips curled into a coy smile. She pointed at a leather boundbook and pen. "A journal to write down whatever you're thinking orfeeling. You can write about your experiences here, a lovely bit offiction, thoughts and prayers for our rituals, anything you want. Bunnyand I love reading the things our followers write, and we enjoycollecting them in our library for future reading." She pulled out achoker with a pendant shaped like a bunny on.