Trevor shook his head and walked out.Lynne and Meechele continued to meet. The temptation to ask Meechele about Nancy was constant, but Lynne resisted... It was irrelevant, not to mention unprofessional.A month after Nancy Wu's mysterious departure, Lynne and Meechele were wrapping up another fruitful meeting. Meechele reached into her pocket."I have something for you," Meechele handed Lynne a glass jar topped with a spritzer."Is it your perfume?" Yup," Meechele smiled. "Try it out."Lynne sprayed. Time to study him too and feel for once the sheer physicality of fucking? To get to know every bump and vein and ridge, every sensitive spot and gasping point on his penetrating tool? To feel the excruciating, shuddering knife-edge control behind every thrust, his tension and tremble and open-mouthed groan?And yet it was ****. She had never consented, never invited, never offered. Everything was taken from her. She owed him nothing but hatred and contempt. She was free to lie there, letting him. .. 9. .... 8. .... 7. .... 6. .... 5. .... 4. .... 3. .... 2. .... 1. .... Right Effingham, Brace yourself for this final six.Stella again placed the cane on Dawns bottom. Again she tapped it against Dawns bottom a couple of times. Before raising it, and bringing it down as hard and fast as she could, Dawn Braced herself, determined not to stand up or cry out, she was really enjoying every stinging stroke of the cane, as she new, Major Webley, was enjoying the sight of a Lady like her,. Reveling in the freedom from his uniform he smiled down at me and I felt his hand creep toward the source of the warmth taking over my body. I put my hands at his sides, pulled his hips closer between my legs and let him. ‘Graham,’ I again whimpered into his chest, now nearly bare before me. He found it, and we both moaned in pleasure, ‘Lass’ he groaned, ‘I cannot stop now.’ Slowly, I felt his fingers, one at first, and then another, slide inside me. ‘I don’t want you to stop.’ I released what.