Then Amber enters her mind and she has to fight away the ache to question him about her.“Where’s Amber?” she asks as she glares at him. It is ha...d to keep the glare because all she wants is to melt into his arms, have him wrap her in his tentacles and just ravish her.“I don’t know,” he says smiling. That smile diffuses any anger she scraped together toward him. “I took her home after she and I took you home.”“Who undressed me?” she asks changing the subject—why?—for some reason her modesty is. Bob waited, dressed in dark blue catsuit, his cock hard and pressed flat against his stomach. The suit had a full head mask with red surrounds at the eyes, nose and mouth. He was working up a good sweat waiting for her. In his hands he held the suffocation helmet he would use to subdue Lucy.It would fit tight overhead – it stretched considerably – and he would pull it down in one firm jerk over her unsuspecting head. The mask had no eyeholes and no mouth hole, nor were there any holes for the. “Come. Press your lips to mine. I will show you.” Exasperation was woven in her tone. “What are you afraid of, young guardsman?” She looked at him, waited for his stare to meet hers then set the hook. “This is your chance. This is where you become part of the fable!” He stepped to the cage as if in a trance, torch raised between their faces. An admiration bordering on lust glowed in his pale-blue eyes. She knew it was more than a craving for the flesh, it was also his thirst for. Later, they had scrumptious leftovers from the party, watched the news and the girls went about their Sunday evening routines.As bedtime approached, he whispered to her, "When you're ready to get even with Charles, you could move your cosmetics and essentials to my room. I want you to be with me." I want to be with you, too, and I will. I can't deal with Charles today." She went to her room and returned in her robe. They stood side-by-side at the twin sinks brushing teeth and finishing up their.