As he stops it’s as if the fire of lust is thrown to her. She slowly and sensuously runs her hands down the side of her waist and hips as if pushing...a fire of passion down to her most sensitive area of pleasure. He stares at her frozen, entranced by the vision before him of her building arousal. As her breathing increases, each breath deepens, he watches in how she is touching herself thinking it’s beautiful and continues to masturbate, watching her run her hands up from her waist up to her. Spit? What spit? You mean your really going to spit me? Jessica said as she was forced to follow Steve by the chains still attached to her collar, while trying to struggle away from him again, Yes my dear, in a few hours you will be turning a golden brown over the coals he said with a smile. Stop your struggling this instant Steve said, grabbing a tighter hold on Jessicas chain. Still fighting AHH, that hurts, let me go YOU BASTERD! she yelled at him I wont let you do this to me she added as. Today he accompanied his mom to the new shop she was going to be running. They also went to a shop and bought Charles a new bicycle so that he could travel around town. As for the house itself, Charles loved it. He had a large bedroom, which was as big as a master bedroom. His bed was big enough for three persons. It wasn't jus his bedroom. All the bedrooms in this house were large.Charles got up from his bed. He walked over to the window and pulled the curtains. From his window he could see. He already knew Lim’s story, knew more that she was telling Treck, so he stopped listening. Finally, in a crack at the base of a cliff, he found the weed. The stem was dark purple and the leaves a bloody red. It looked exactly as it did in the alchemical tome he had in the Cave. His hand slid into his coat, and came out with a short silver knife, which he used to slice the stem in a single motion. He put the knife away, and pulled out a silk cloth, which he used to wrap the weed before starting.