I quietly climbed into my top bunk and tried to go to sleep. Thinking of the two of them naked and probably just had sex, sleeping below me made me so...horny. I started to stroke my cock. Just as I was getting into it, I could hear them start to move so I stopped. They were moving around, she started moaning, and then I could hear them having sex. I could not help myself and since they were going at it I thought they would not notice me, so I went back to stroking my cock. I blew my load on my. .. of a woman I have never met or spoken to..." she whispers."You are not a dominant yet, I will confess. But you will become one. And for your sake, I advise that you make the attempt. What you may be rather surprised by is how much you enjoy it. Again, trust me. I have seen this happen with other women like you," the man grins, "you might think it is the act of submission that you crave, but I am beginning to understand that is not that... it is the event. You like the exchange of power. You. That parking meter was broken." I see," said the judge. "It also states that you referred to her in a disrespectful manner and attempted to grab her ticket book." She had no right to give me a ticket, your Honor!" said the girl. "That meter was broken!"Judge Hanover looked at Helen. "How old are you, Miss Desjarden?" Twenty-four, your Honor." I see," said the judge, glancing at his notes. "You called her a 'rug-munching waste of space?'" Well, yeah," said the girl. "Everybody knows she's a. .."Twenty minutes later Marco fumed, anger boiling up like liquid lava, acidic and painful. Aldo was dead! Aldo! So that's why he wasn't answering his cell. That's where he'd gone. Nice!Marco snarled aloud. Aldo had been pulled from the Mediterranean outside Nice. The preliminary cause of death was strangulation, his lungs empty of saltwater. Marco slammed a fist down on the study desk. Fuck! That fucking Julian Blackmore! It had to be him! Anger and hatred shaded his thinking. Only one thing.