“So now that we’ve gotten to the point where I’m worthy of your submission, our scenes can take on a softer tone for the most part?” I asked.S...e nodded. “Every so often I’ll want that, but not regularly. It was ... intense.”“Would it be bragging to tell you I could have done worse?” I asked lightly.“No. I suspect that when I challenge you, I’ll be in for the ride of my life,” she said with equal parts dread and anticipation.I nodded. “It’s amazing just how much mileage you can get out of a. I dare not watch any porn else I would’ve been poking Maria in her sleep. In about 15 minutes I heard the spare bedroom door open with Maria plodding around. She headed to the kitchen, most probably for a cup of coffee. I heard her yell out, “Is anybody here?” I yelled back, “I’m in the den at my desk.” I swiveled my chair around and pulled a seat up for her. She appeared in the doorway, still with just the t-shirt and panties on, and a cup of java in her hands. Her tits stuck out so far that. "I'll let you know how this turns out. Meanwhile keep me in mind for those commercials." We will. Bye," I hinted again, then she was gone.Time was getting short but then a call from Reb came in. Naturally, I answered."Oh, Viv, it's really you," she began. "Thanks for lookin' me up, hey?" No problem," I replied. "You look like shit; you know that? Are you off your injection or somethin'?" No, Magic somehow managed to send a doctor from the Red Cross with it. Twice, in fact. But those cárceles. She had been summoned to her mother's study the night before and ordered to take the child into the city and leave him in a dangerous area, making sure he could not find his way home again. None of the other women in the House of Jenni liked Sharn very much, but at least Shayla was not cruel and hateful towards him. Sharn had been given into Samantia's care when she was seven, barely old enough to know how to care for herself. If not for the sympathy of the House's staff and surreptitious help.