She instantly saw the connection and re-crossed her legs, making arasping noise again and causing my cock to twitch eagerly again. "Well, it's your ch...ice - would you like me to tell Leslie and Jacquieand even Linda, or shall we deal with this ourselves - your choice" shepurred.I stood there, exposed, throbbing, red faced, with my hands wrigglingin pathetic hopelessness - caught in a trap of my own making."Can...can we keep this a...secret Sylvia?" I whispered."I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch. "Evan nodded. "Conch fritters for a start," he told the waiter. "And then the salad." Salad?" she asked. "I thought guys went for the manly, he-man lunches." Sometimes we do, but if we're going to be in the water in a bit we don't want to load ourselves down." Well, true." She smiled at the waiter when he brought their iced tea. "As I was getting ready I was thinking," she said as she took a sip. "I don't know that much about baseball."He shrugged. "What's there to say? It's a strange game. It. To feel him use me. Adesire to consume him. Make him lose control. My body arches up, desperateto feel his passion creating that beautiful friction inside of me.He grips my shoulders and slams me back roughly against the table,a dullmetallic echo swallowed up in the windswept park around us. I stop, caughtoff guard."Slut," he says, spitting at me. Just a few feet away, a car pushes past,turning into the neighborhood just across from us.He raises his hips, drawing slowly back out of me and my. I didn't care if you retaliated, I expected it. I was only afraid of letting you think you'd won."See, I knew you weren't done after that. I knew you were planning to get back at me. I barricaded my door the first night, but after that I didn't bother. I knew sooner or later you'd get in there when I was asleep and stick you dick in my mouth. I knew that's what you were planning; don't even try to deny it." Dennis steeled his jaw and kept up his fingers, but said nothing. He couldn't deny.