I parried his bayonet thrust aside so that the spike just grazed my forehead and the muzzle struck my shoulder. I threw my right hand forward and hit ...he soldier in the ribs with the stock of my musket as he tripped over my outstretched leg. "Damn," he yelled as he scrambled to his feet, entangled in some dead vines. It was dark where he fell but from the sound of it, I clubbed him in the face with the butt of my weapon when I jammed it down at him. You could hear teeth crunch. He rolled over. "Nay, My Lady, hold!" Richard managed to gust out between bouts of laughter."Just so you know who the boss in this relationship is!" Megan said fingers poised for another go at his ribs."Ay, I know who thinks she is the boss. But truth be told, it is such a flimsy pretense!" Richard surged up and tossed Megan easily onto the bed where he trapped her flailing arms beneath his knees. Once certain that she was still, he leaned forward and kissed her hungrily.Megan drew in breath in gasps while. He saw her nodding at sections where she was scolding or lecturing Lindsey. His wife was absolutely certain she had done the right things. Nothing he could say now would cause anything but trouble.With a wave of nausea, he realized that Mary needed to be in that institution - that Transformations place. The problem was, he would have to go in, too. What about his job? How would he earn a living if he lost it? He tried to make himself believe that was his main concern, but deep down he knew the. She rocked gently, pulling out one of her massive breasts and placing her nipple into his mouth. The nipple had to be the size of a finger, and he sucked it for all it was worth until he appeared to start drifting off to sleep. The alcohol must have started catching up.She sighed, and placed him gently on the couch, then made her way to the bed and lay next to me. The bed was so small that I rolled into her chest. My hands instinctively raised in defense of my face, and they grabbed breast.