That tongue, oh that warm, wet tongue, sliding over my face was ecstasy in itself. It moved and traced my upper lip’s outline from left to right, be...ore doing the reverse on the bottom lip. My mouth opened, searching for the invasion of his tongue. Nat lifted his head from mine to look at my pleading eyes. ‘What darling? What do you want?’ he whispered quietly. ‘Kiss me. Pleeeeeease, kiss me’ I whimpered. ‘Like this?’ Nathaniel captured my mouth with his and thrust his tongue inside. He. I don’t consider sociopaths to be truly human. Not one hundred percent anyway. I think they’re something else altogether. An intra-species predator. Thus, it makes more sense that the female sociopath carries the gene of the subspecies because she’s smarter, more cunning and more adaptable. All those attributes make her deadlier. Think about it. A male sociopath who goes around messing up people’s lives will wind up pissing off the wrong person and get shot, locked up, or simply messed up for. Soft Christmas music played from Cat’s pig PearPhone docking station and one of the kitchen chairs was brought over to a corner of the room next to the nightstand. Next to the nightstand sat the mini-karaoke boom box that they sometimes brought out to sing with the k**s they babysat.What was placed on the nightstand was what caught her eyes: there was a silver platter with a spread of a few peppermint candy canes. Sam cocked an eyebrow at seeing next to the plate was the flesh coloured phallus. "Are you having second thoughts?" No Mistress, just nervous is all and though I do trust and love you,it's just random thoughts." saying that I smiled up at the camera tothe computer room as I entered it."Good girl, now then, let's get you into the item, I want to play."Hearing the amusement and eagerness in Mistress's voice caused me tochuckle."Yes Mistress. Lets do that." I said, eager my own self to get into thebelt.Moving over to the last box in the computer room. The rest had beenstuck out.