..god...please...fuck...me." I whimpered, every word corresponding to a thrust by his cock into me.He grabbed my hair, which, at that time, was down t... the center of my back. He yanked my upper body off of the bed. Using my hair for leverage, Eric went animalistic on me. Extremely hard and fast thrusts that moved my body on the bed. It seemed like it lasted forever as he took out all of his frustrations on my pussy.There was now a couple in the room next to us. They had just arrived."That poor. " But aren't you supposed to be the one that obeys her?" I asked."That's not the way it was!" she yelled."Well, things can't be the way that they were." So you're going to continue making my life miserable?" she asked angrily."Maybe we can reach a compromise," I said."What kind of compromise?" Well, let's talk about Ken first. I didn't want you do go out with him, but now that you have, you can't just dump him cruelly." I'm not going to go out with him forever!" she exclaimed."I'm not expecting. It didn't take long for them to find three more seats in the front row.Sunday morning we ate at the Country Kitchen on the Island. It was on the way to Washington where I was to appear on the ZZN Sunday Morning Washington show. It was to be a solo appearance. There was no one from any agency to go with me for backup.The show was to be live at 10. We arrived an hour early as instructed. They said it was to meet the panel, make up and sound test. I always wore a business suit as did all my mates.. ”I chuckled, “Is that your way of asking me to take you to bed?”“I wouldn’t mind, but that’s not why I asked. I’m just curious about you. You’re so different.”“Is that a good thing?”She giggled, “Yes, it is. We’ve only done it twice, and it was wonderful. You’re really good, but you seem very conservative about sex.”“There’s a girl I used to date who calls me a prude all the time, but it’s not really true.”“No? It seems like she might be right. By the way, «pryd» is the word in Swedish, so it’s.