.between the two of you. I feel great. I little tingle in my bottom but it feels nice. I came to get some coffee for us.” She continues with a grin,...“Are you sure you haven’t forgotten something? Maybe you need to check the bedroom before you leave.”Mike responds, “That’s a good idea. I don’t want to forget anything I need for our meeting.”Lynn gives her husband a light kiss and says, “Just give me a few minutes.”Mike pours a cup of coffee and looks out the kitchen window at the brightening. I wandered up and answered the door and was surprised to see Cloe standing there. I was very aware of the way I smelt and the streaks of ash across my face as I took in her stunning form. Her smile was just gorgeous, but I also noticed the tight white sleeveless top she was wearing and the way it clung to her ample breasts and the short red skirt that hugged her sexy hips that I remembered from earlier today. She looked at me, concern on her face, but something else as well and asked if I was. But what happens when someone walks up to Rita Delvecchio and starts asking her questions in Tagalog, or Navajo, or Portuguese, or German? Any of the many, many languages in which Contessa Helena de San Finzione is known to be fluent, and I would imagine that Rita Delvecchio is not.”Helen smiled, supposing it was a fair question. Her, their, and Susan’s ability to control minds brought with it a natural confidence; the self-assuredness of knowing that they had the power in all of their. Move your car," he said angrily.We were both standing beside my car. He obviously came from a culture were a woman would never raise her hand to a man. "Fuck you," was my reply.He decided that he could beat me into submission, but he got a real surprise. Like men everywhere, when dealing with a woman, he drew back to slap me. The thing Reggie had taught me in the gym was to look for the telegraphed blows. Knowing when and where they were coming, was the most advantageous thing in a fight.By the.