So in some ways you could say that whilst Becky was using me, I was using her. The proof of my theory came two months later when Becky arrived on Frid...y night in a very good mood. ‘Jack! I have got a new job.’ ‘Hey, Becky! That’s great. Who with? And what will you be doing?’ ‘I am getting into the commercial sector with Ewing and Company.’ In many ways I had suspected this. Hell, it was obvious at the Ball what Becky was after. I just hoped that she would be happy with her success, I was happy. As you all know Riya made me her secret husband on that day. We used to fuck each other whenever we wanted.While we were chatting I told her that I want to fuck her ass too. But she got little angry saying that she doesn’t like it at all. After showing a few videos and requesting she agreed and said that not today. I will tell when I will want. I said it’s fine. My birthday was going to come very soon. I asked her first what was her plan for that week. As she was not having any plan I asked to. ..I'll do something with lovely Julian................ I don't know what.........we'll think of something............." " I love it when you make me beg for it....." "Do you like the way I'm rubbing my puss for you to see? I know you would love to taste me, but alas, that can never be now.......that makes me very sad, Denis, and that is the truth, not part of any game..but fuck all that sadness.....All I can think of is to play the game of teasing you..........and what I call the dom game. I just wasn’t in the mood for it. Most of my day was spent walking around town, seeing the sites amongst the hundreds of married couples who swarmed around me. For some reason, the newlyweds had loved Pearl Harbor, which seemed about as unromantic as you could get, but I had bumped elbows with them looking at the Arizona. The bartender brought over another drink, this time a Bombay Sling. I wasn’t sure what was in it, but it had a kick. Since tomorrow would be spent flying home to face the.