She had rationalised playing the slot machines as a form of amusement that did not involve interacting with others; but she was smart enough to know a...rationalisation from the truth.She stopped at a liquor store and bought a bottle of scotch and two packets of cigarettes and then headed back to the Crest hotel vowing that tonight she would only go out for a meal and would stay clear of the gaming rooms.Steve had lost Michele's trail at Central Station and by the time he got there, the XPT had. .”“'Oh please' what?” you snapped, thrusting your fingers against my G- spot and smacking me again. I wailed loudly into the floor, unable to control myself at the pleasure you were giving me.“Stop... please, M-Mister...” I could barely speak now.“No. You are going to come for me. Now.”Before you had even finished saying the words, your fingers were circling my spot, pressing on it and making me moan, while the fingers of your other hand started stroking my clit and gently tugging on my pussy. The woman, Linda, shows me these drawings when I tell her about aurochs that hurt me.Each of the drawings shows an animal, and most of them I have not seen. She asks is it this animal, and that one, and the other, but none are right. I look further, and come to a different kind of drawings, not so true in detail as the others, but then I see picture of aurochs and I tell her.She looks at me in shock. Do her people not hunt animals so large as aurochs? I turn to another drawing and show her. “It’s not what you’re thinking. It’s good. But I can’t have it in the front of my mind. I want you to know that being with you, even though it’s only been a few days, is reawakening things that I thought I’d left behind or deliberately buried. Bill’s a good...”Since she was obviously unable to complete the sentence, he solemnly supplied the rest. “He’s a good lover. It’s okay. You can say that out loud, and even if it upsets me I’ve absolutely no right to feel that way. He is your husband,.