Our eyes locked and I had the increasingly uncomfortable feeling of staring him down. I knew he held all the cards, but I was unwilling to back down. ...ut it, destroy it. My hands itched, yearning to move. I knew that nothing would feel right until it lay in tatters. My favorite sweater, the one I’d worn on my first date with Adam, for our first kiss. Trash. I wouldn’t do it. He couldn’t make me. There had to be a line somewhere, some indignity I wouldn’t cross. It was a silly place to resist.. When me and Tom got into the backseat of the cab and it set off leaving Terry to walk home, my heart was thumping in my head. I was giggling inside and taking an occasional look at Tom and thinking, God another man has just had his fingers up my pussy while you was having a piss. Sounds slutty I know but it is exciting when I think about it, even now as I type it.I was so turned on by the feel of Terry's hand inside my panties and by the way he had been so daring, it had been so long since I. As sexually in-sync as Jason and I were, my husband continued to drift further and further away from showing any desire for me. With Jason fondling my breast furthest from him while sucking on the nipple closest, I tried to think of the last time my husband had shown as much desire and vigor in our fucking. I couldn't. A quicky on a weekend every three or four weeks before leaving for a golf date was what I'd come to expect from him unless I initiated it. Meanwhile, my husband was amusing. To that end, he decided to keep his discovery from the other members of his order for now, and have his Head of Security handle the problem. For one thing, if he could provide Baphomet with a fait accompli, DataVault ready to take over the control of most of the financial institutions in the world and the death of the fabled Mother, his reward would be beyond imagination. Unbeknown to him though, he was not the only person to read the report. One of Winthrop’s covert operatives reported to.