Every curve a exaggeration offeminine perfection. She sat on the bed and...the bed is pink? Brandonlooked at his blue comforter, then looked in the mi...ror. The mirrorbed was pink. Was it pink before? The rest of mirror-room was stillhis, but the bed was definitely a hers. Looking in the mirror to gethis bearings, Brandon sat on the bed opposite ofmirror-girl. Mirror-girl didn't notice of course. He reached out andput his hands on mirror-girls breasts. And while his hands felt onlyair, the. Then they would leave the door lock to my room after she came in for her daily check up and if I decided to try they would forget to post guards and if not one would come by and unlock it. Then she came in the first day to give me an examination to check my progress. Said the doctors want to see if I had anything new. I didn’t pay attention to most of it cause she loved to get me aroused and then just leave. Then she said something that got my attention “what are these I looked down to see a. The pain and torture, bondage and humiliation, a lot of it was basic biology. If you bothered to learn your way around a women’s sensitive areas, you could force her to cum regardless of what she was experiencing. In romance you actually had to earn the right to make every move and take pride in not only igniting a fire, but keeping it going and then building it up bit by bit until she was ready to melt from the heat of it. It gave her so much more time to rethink and chance her mind. So many. She could feel her resolve slipping in the heat of his blue-eyed stare and she forced herself to head for the table in the corner again. Gillian was waiting, already tucking in to her tuna roll with gusto."Wow, this is delicious!" she said enthusiastically. "I may have to order another one shortly."Louise didn't reply. She was far too busy staring at the interesting pattern of cress on her plate. It seemed a good alternative to obsessing over Rick and Alicia. If she had to watch that woman.