She was so perfect that when he tried to ask her a few questions he looked like a schoolboy who had his first crush on the most popular girl in school... She was blonde and had the most seductive eyes and lips of any woman he had ever seen. Her body was a perfect specimen of an adult woman not some young bebopper. He tried his best to be professional but all he could think about was taking her in his arms and kissing her right there right then. As she talked to him he forced himself to look away. This stock fastened around my neck, it was suspended by chains from a beam in the ceiling and had cuffs at the ends for my wrists. He released me from the chair and stood me between two posts. He winched the chains holding the stock and I was slowly pulled up until I was standing on my toes. He smiled, walked over to a wall, picked a whip off it and returned. He stood in front of me, idly tapping the whip against his thigh. I pleaded, " You already beat me, can't you leave me alone? Please."He. Regan would have hated it. And so he walked on. That night he found a comfortable place among the dried leaves and trees, and settled down for the night. After building a fire, he lay propped against a fallen log and watched the flames. He was thinking about her. How her hair shone in the summer sun. How her beautiful blue green eyes would sparkle when she laughed. All the meals they shared together. And her beautiful smile. He slept restlessly that night, tossing and turning in the dried. Don’t you forget what you started here.’ He said smiling like a cat that swallowed a mouse. He came out quickly pulling me to my feet. He slipped the straps of the gown off my shoulders it fell like fluid spilling on the carpet. ‘I want to see my Katherine I love.’ As he bent his head to kiss me. He pushed me back onto the bed we knew what was next. He just didn’t know what I had in store for him. I was thrilled, tantalized knowing I was going to give Steven a new gift. As I expertly went.