OK...” she said as she patted my head. “Now sit up and tell me what this thing-a-whatever is.” Of course I sat up like a dog, but she just point...d to my chair, instead I stood up.“It's a cock cage,” I began. I dropped my pants and underwear to the floor. “It goes on my cock so I can't use it.”“Can't use it, we can't fuck?” She was shocked again.“I can't fuck,” I said emphasizing the word ‘I.’ “But you can,” this time emphasizing the word ‘you.’She looked confused for a moment, and then her eyes. She pulled him on top of her; "You'd better fuck me before I change my mind."He looked down at her beautiful body. She grabbed his cock and guided him to her. He found that she was already wet and he entered her easily.She looked up at him, "Please make love to me like you did last night."He entered her and she looked into his eyes as he took her. She matched his thrusts with her own and she came before he did. She urged him on and held him close when she felt him tense and cum into her.She. Now she's looking around, almost furtively.It's like perhaps she heard a noise or something...no, wait, she's justchecking on...oh so now she's moved to the desk, by the door...she'slooking in her clutch purse for something...wait, she's found it...now itlooks like she's attaching whatever she found in her purse to thecomputer sitting there...she's plugging it into a port, on the back ofthe laptop...oh, now she's talking...I think to someone outside the doorperhaps? I mean, there's nobody else. From stabbing people, competitively. She had a gift for it.That’s how we first met, actually—she joined the university fencing team with me during our second year of college after transferring from overseas. The guys and the girls competed separately but trained together, and I’m happy to say that I fell in love the very first time Sonya jabbed her foil into my breastbone. She beat me without giving up a single point, then tore off her mask and shook out her long, wavy hair.“You’re really.