As time went on seem like her sex drive grew. So one day I ask her would she do mmf 3 some. I said it was a fantasy of mine and she was like i never...really thought about it. She really was seeing my reaction and if I would be offended. It didn't bother me I guess cause we had good sex together and why not spicing it up. I brought it up more and more the next 2 weeks until she agreed. As we were setting it up she was like she didn't want to go down on him. Just let him do it from behind. I had no idea what passed for a legal system in the citadel, or even whether the principle of Habeas Corpus applied. I certainly tried not to think too deeply about what the citadel's version of extraordinary rendition might entail.My second worry was what charge they would use to justify their actions. There were few regimes other than those in the Muslim world that criminalised adultery. From what I'd learned of the citadel, a penchant for religious idealism seemed highly unlikely.I sat in. He feels certain she is upset about the absence of the good night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her room. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the covers back on her bed. He raps lightly on her door. When she looks up he mouths, “I’m sorry.” She smiles and motions him into her room.“I went to put my pajamas on and when I returned to the den you were gone.” Jim apologizes.“I thought you had forgotten my hug again, Daddy.” She pouts.“No, I could never fall asleep without giving my. What the fuck? “How did you get this number?” “I asked our mutual friends who you were. Told them I had to leave before I could get your digits.” “Did you mention that you were too busy fucking with me to get my number? And if you’d asked, I’d have given it to you.” I was pissed. And turned on. Who was this guy? “Yeah, well, that part didn’t come up. Look, I’m really sorry I bailed. Can I make it up to you? Dinner?” I wanted to stay mad. I really did. But he hadn’t made me any promises, and he.