I can already see a bit of your natural mustache color at the roots. You wear suits that beg not to be noticed. And even though you’re a fulltime em...loyee, you have tacit permission to work offsite at will. And I’m supposed to brief you on a subject you probably know more about than I do so you can face your team meeting tomorrow.”“You’re in a hard place,” I said. “I’ve already apologized enough, though. I don’t think there’s anything I can do to make it easier.”“Oh, you could, but you. ...our job is to create major changes in your breathing rate, skincolor,perspiration level and clearly to get you pulsing with pleasure, sensation,eroticpain and ultimately explosive climaxes. You teach us when you talk. Weteachyou when we stroke. To learn our real thoughts about how to excite you, lookup our story "The Challenge" posted in BDSM Library August 11th,2004. You mayenjoy reading it. How long might this process take, you ask? No one knows. Perhaps a fewweeks. More likely the. Spending Thanksgiving away from home was awful. I cried myself to sleep a couple of nights that weekend. Now, with us together again, I feel that a huge weight’s been lifted off my shoulders. I just hope we’ll never be apart again.’ Her words were punctuated by a kiss. ‘Being in love is funny. It makes me feel so complete, to be in love with you and have you close. But when I think of all the years ahead of us, sometimes I worry about the possibility of something coming between us in all that. I let my body relax as she rinsed it, the suds sliding down and into the drain. I could feel her press her hard, wet nipples into my back as she reached around to rinse away the suds that had slid down my front. I could feel her hand at my stomach as it slowly moved upwards. Her soft lips were at my neck, pecking gently. Her hand was at my breast now, squeezing softly. I knew she could feel my nipples getting hard, and I started breathing heavier, letting my head tilt back and rest on her.