The only thing that was worthy of note was the crumpled tissue left on the kitchen counter, and a towel left haphazardly on the floor.“Coffee?” sh... asked. His gaze quickly flicked to the packet of coffee grounds, and then to her.“Thank you,” he answered.Awkward. It felt incredibly awkward, and to Ariel, her apartment had never seemed so small or cramped. She was unaware of when he had moved closer to her on the sofa, and she was unaware of when he had started lightly brushing her leg with his. I shall cane you both when the cook returns, but I may show you some small measure of mercy since you only withheld information about what the cook did. If you warn him about my plans, however, I promise to flog you just as severely as I flog him."Shortly after the gardener confessed that he knew about the plot to have me beaten, the cook returned carrying a thick rattan cane with him. When my master saw him he asked, "How many strokes do you suppose I should give the girl?" I am only a humble. It’s dripping all over my hand. Do you enjoy having your picture taken? Do you enjoy being exposed like this?” Andrew asked. “Only if you’re taking the pictures,” she said. Andrew leaned over her, covering her body and took her earlobe in between his teeth. Teasing it with his tongue, as Marie shivered at the cool sensation. “Well I enjoy taking the pictures, my love. You are a beautiful subject. I can’t help but get excited when I go back and look at them. I also can’t help but stroke my cock. Her eyes captivated him. They were addicting and he long for them. They took his breath away, made him weak in the knees when he saw her looking at him with those deep hazel eyes. Like deep sea green-blue in the middle, with a dark blue circle around them. His a mud puddle brown. When they come together it’s like the earth and water connecting and making a earth shattering lake, both needing each other to survive. As their eyes meet it sparks a passion within them, something they can’t deny,.