I moan, for the sensations are nearly overwhelming. He croons in my ear, to relax, and wait, for the feelings only get better. He starts to strok... into me, gently at first, so to accustom my canal to the movement of him. My hips seem to have a mind of their own, and rise to meet his strokes. He senses in me the change, and begins to move a little faster and deeper, and I feel him gently bump my cervix. The sensation is exquisite, and I watch his face as he watches mine. "Pleeeease". ' Her fingers circled, she had to use two hands. Thomas looked sceptical. Suzanne grinned at him.'You will let me then... 'Thomas struggled to speak. His stomach was lurching. His mind was in torment.'You promised.''But honey he's my Boss. Couldn't you find someone else?'Suzanne shook her head.'Everyone I work with will know... ' Suzanne just smiled at him.'What do you think it will be like working for a man who has slept with my wife?''Perhaps it will be easier for you, after all it might be. Is that really so bad?”“I suppose not, ” Beck admitted. “You sounded more like you expected everyone to abandon you when you said it yesterday.”“I don’t expect it, but I know that it could happen. I didn’t know that before because until those collars were laying in a heap on the floor, that had never happened to me. I want to spend the rest of my life with Emma, but if something comes between us, I want our time together to be perfect and I hope that whatever might come between us doesn’t taint. She is an amazingly loving person.’ She nodded. Saying: ‘I would like to get to know her better.’ I continued: ‘I suspect that winning isn’t that important to you either. Yes it is nice but it isn’t really that important is it?’ She responded: ‘Actually no it isn’t. But it was very important to Doreen to be a finalist.’ We talked about Doreen for a while. I arrived at her dorm and parked the car so we could continue the discussion. We ended up exploring the relationship of ego to the true self..