She slipped one hand under thecovers and felt for whatever it was, some animalperhaps? She found nothing. She began to bereally fearful. Intellectu...lly, she knew she couldnot afford to be afraid, and there was nothing,really, to be afraid of. She closed her eyes, rolledover onto her front, and pulled the covers up overher head. There, breathing her own exhaled air, intotal blackness, she tried to relax, but the strangesensations continued. It felt like insects crawlingover her skin, over. For those who have followed her so far, thank you for your support. For those who don’t know Robin but would like to catch up, read the following stories in this order. The Bitch’s Oven – Halloween contest entry. Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead – the day after Halloween. Saturday Arrives – the continuing story. And these will bring you up to date. ***** Robin woke the next morning to the gentle swaying of the boat and the touch of Danny’s hands between her thighs. He was climbing on top of her.. He moaned as I flicked on his cock cage with the toe of my shoe. I took a step back and his cock began to twitch as Anna came to stand beside me, she put her arm around me and kissed my cheek lovingly as we smiled down at the big stupid oaf who allowed his sweet little wife to completely dominate him."John dear, doesn't he look pretty? This is a nice wedding surprise for him . . . husband, are you aroused?" Mike nodded, we both laughed. His cock twitched once more, straining against the cage. I took my first lover only a month after we were wed. Although a royal marriage doesn’t have to be like ours, it is allowed and almost expected if the husband and wife aren’t interested in one another.” “And were they always women?” “Yes, only women. I have known for a long time that I was a lesbian, and I only tolerated his body while it was expected of us to sleep together. I am glad I never became pregnant.” Aaliyah sighed. “I was so grateful when he stopped calling on me, and I quickly.