Mercifully, I didn’t remember my dreams when the alarm went off. I knew I’d had them. I was exhausted and the headache I was sporting would leave ...e in short temper if I didn’t keep an eye on myself. I got up and went to the shower while the girls busied themselves with the rest of the bathroom. Then when I was out, they showered one after the other.I could tell they were both aware of the night I’d had and my mood seemed to infect them. They talked quietly and when we were dressed and ready,. Once the door was firmly engaged, he turned down the hallway towards his place, ruminating on his fascinating evening. He'd taken two steps in that direction when a quiet voice interrupted his musings."I see we think alike, you and I."Caught off guard, Robby faltered, startled by Elaina's honeyed voice. He steadied himself with a hand placed on the wall beside him and turned his head, recognizing her silhouette in the dim hall lighting."Uh, yeah, um, I guess you could say that," he stammered. This is my attempt to give humor and background to a fictional D/s couple. This is not the story you want for a quick climax. Im going to take a few chapters to develop the characters, and this story will rely much more heavily on scene-setting, internal narration, and character development than your average erotica story. I realize this may not be the ideal site for such a story, but even so, I would love to hear feedback and criticism regarding my story and writing. Vodka Out- Introduction. A voice, probably Terry`s, hissed “enough” and both the lifting and noise instantly ceased. A voice she knew this time was definitely Terry`s, said “Cut!” and then quietly and close to her hood it said, “Are you comfortable in there?” she muttered it was hot and stuffy, and the voice hissed; “I will give you the choice of enduring our ministrations hidden in that sack for the next hour, or you can have it removed just as your clothes will be, then you can watch what`s coming to and in you and.