I would love to be allowed to do that with my... ladyfinger." "Well,you can show how hard you're willing to work to earn that reward bygoing upstairs...and straightening up the bed. Don't bother with freshsheets. We'll just be getting them all sweaty and cum-stained againlater."When John got to the bedroom and saw the disarrayed state of the covers,it gave him vivid flashbacks of the night before. He could clearly seethe pair on that bed, making an art of foreplay. The way they hadtouched. Really? She asked sarcastically, I didnt know that! Oh my god, I am! He smiled, but still stared intently at her. She felt his stare and snatched her overnight bag, scurrying off to the bathroom. She pulled her white stockings out of the bag, along with her knee length night gown and her floor length robe. All of them were black, and she made sure to slip on her lacy black panties as well. Next was the task of brushing her hair. She turned the overhead lights off and turned on the lights that. ”“As far as the condo goes, I think I’ve finished there. My quarry isn’t attending at the moment. All I’ve got is a ghost-trail of where he’s been, but not where he is.”“Well, if there is any way we can help each other, Dag, you know I’ve always been fair.”“I’ll keep it in mind, Jordan. If I pick up anything I’ll let you know,” I answered.Jordan left and I started going over my notes on Simon’s forty-two fuzzed files. It wasn’t impossible that I’d find something that would help Jordan, and I’d. It's just...you're wonderful, and making love is fine, but sometimes I don't want to be treated like I'm made of glass. I want—" "To be fucked like a slut? Used and degraded?" Kelly's eyes widened; she waited for the inevitable blowup, but it never came. Justin merely regarded her coolly, finally giving her a small smile when he saw her hesitation. "Answer truthfully." "Yes, but—" "Don't do that. I asked for the truth. I meant what I said, Kelly. I love you, and I want this marriage to work..