I moved the clothes into a pile out of the way. I gently pushed you onto the bed on your back and your head landed softly on a heap of pillows. I just...looked at you wild eyed and full of love and lust. I crawled up your naked body and sat in your lap your semi hard cock resting in the folds of my pussy as I leaned down and once again embraced you in a deep kiss. This time your hands went right for my arse and squeezed my bum cheeks and pressed my groin down onto your cock. I teased you a bit. She pulled away, pulling my lip out with her teeth. She bit down slightly. “You’re learning. Now stay here. I hope you aren’t afraid of the dark.”She stepped away, her heels making a small sound on the carpet of the room. I heard the light switch go off and what little light coming from the edges of the blindfold was gone. I was alone in the room. Locked, restrained, alone, and in darkness. I only had my own thoughts for company. I could hear music faintly from the venue, but not enough to get. I have a working lunch most of the time on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I’ll get us something from the deli. Roast beef or something of that nature. We can interview there. Fair enough?” I offered her, making her dimples come out to play.“It’s a date! I mean ... sorry, that came out wrong! But ... technically it is a lunch date! I’m Sarah Weiss, by the way. I have to warn you that I’m kosher, at least for now. Will that be an issue?” the lady asked me, unsure of what to expect.“It’s perfectly fine,. She was quite shocked to see women there. Of course. Women and children. The families of these wild horsemen. She was surprised at the women and the men. The men were not the brutes that she thought. They seemed to genuinely care for their wives and children. The wives of the Scythe saw themselves as the valued members of a tribe rather than as slaves. They cared for their men and loved them. The sight of a woman happily embracing her male lover returning from battle brought dread into the.