"Andyou don't have a choice. You realize that, don't you?" she saidbetween kissing him very enthusiastically. "You're mine. You're myprisoner," she...whispered in his ear, as she kissed and nibbled at hisneck.Tom found her assertive play very exciting. After all, he'd oftenwished that Katie was a little more aggressive and playful in thebedroom. Now, with her permission, he was experiencing it, and withhis favorite female rock star. It was like a fantasy come true.When they were both. Maybe Warren was right after all? Maybe there were some genuine feelings there after all? If that were the case, he needed to change tactic if he was ever going to find the correct answer. Right now she was as testy as ever and even though his body was ready for some hard fucking, he doubted she would indulge him. But maybe he could persuade her the same way she had persuaded him? H’mmn, that was a thought. If Warren was right that might be the only way to storm the fortress and make her body. It didn't take long to sort myself out, shaving being the most onerous task. Both girls were more than able to take care of themselves so, other than being ready to fend off any questions, I stayed outside and watched Maryam bustle about in the kitchen looking relaxed and happy, a big change from the previous days."I can feel your eyes on me, Alec," she chuckled."They're entranced by you," I chuckled in return, watching her blush slightly."Sure you aren't undressing me with them?" she asked. She wore a form fitting coffee colored mini-dress that hugged every part of her petite perfect body like a glove. The plunging v-neck top of her dress hugged her gorgeous round breasts. Her body and hips wiggled as she moved toward us and you couldn’t miss those sexy open-toed high heels. It was the first time that Scott had seen her and he leaned over to speak into my ear, “Dude is that her? Damn, she does look a little like Shakira.” Since I last saw her, she had lightened and straightened.