There are consequences to denying something so deep and powerful.Another push back and my spine arches up, out and back into you merging with torso, b...easts, breath and… a sigh….Your hand awakens on my breast with a soft pressure and the warmth expands. Your other hand finds my waist and slides slowly to my hip. Resting from the journey, your breath deepens again.I wait. Silently. Patiently. Still. The touch of your hands are like hot diamonds on my skin, piercing, penetrating.If I move or. They will have a personal message for you from their president about 10:00 this evening." I've been expecting that. 10:00 sounds good. Contact the War Cabinet, everyone who was here earlier this afternoon, and have them here by 9:15. I would like to review the situation before the meeting with the Russian Ambassador." Will everyone be here for the dinner at 6:00?" asked the President."Yes." Anything else of importance?" Not really. Just a few updates on the Middle East and Europe, but nothing. The man’s wife, still lying on top of Jay, their naked bodies pressed together on top of the fallen tree trunk, looked directly into Jay’s eyes and simply said, ‘Hi, my name is Sally.’ That simple announcement from Sally to Jay seemed to shatter the illusory perspective of our situation and, looking back at the man beside me, we just burst out laughing. It just seemed so bizarre to see my wife naked under another woman, her legs wrapped around her waist and their gorgeous breasts pressed. She caught herself by one hand, about to pivot when I kicked her over again, this time one foot planted on her chest, the sabre pointed at her neck.“Yield!” I said again, and she made a sign of surrender with her hand. I backed two steps away from her, taking my foot off her chest, lowering the sword. She pulled herself up into a kneeling position, chest heaving, gasping for breath, pushing at the sidelocks of hair that were plastered to her sweat-covered face. The smile was still there, but.