He never hit her, but he shouted at her terribly and would break her possessions and threaten to kill himself if he had any suspicion that she had tho...ghts of other boys. He had no interest in her vagina, but preferred short, rough sessions of fellatio, especially when he was jealous. The breaking point had come when Adam had found a drawing of a shirtless Keanu Reeves circa the Matrix trilogy in her sketchbook. He had lost it completely, and had actually pulled a knife on her, threatening to. .. the sheer power!” I gasped.“Power yes, but she didn’t detect us. Though I suspect she knows we’re around,” Abi stated.“Hope this hide works then,” I groused, knowing I was well out of my league here. “Wonder how she knows?”“We Sidhe see a pattern in all that is around us. The more powerful we are, the more slight variations in the pattern warn us of something not quite right ... Think of it as paranoia writ large,” Talshish explained. “Oonagh knows something isn’t quite right, but not what,. Don't..." 'Fuck!' John thought, 'What the fuck was I thinking? I've so gone and fucked this up now, what have I done...?' He tried to apologise. "I, I'm sorry, Natalia, I didn't mean-" "Don't you dare stop fingering my tight little asshole!" she yelled. John felt his excitement return; his cock was beginning to swell again. He also felt a sudden burst of cheekiness. "In England, we say arsehole." "What?" "We don't say asshole, we say arsehole." "I don't care, just don't stop!" John returned to. I’ll try to make things right.”Jake restored his vision.“Good. Now let’s talk about how you’re going to do that.”“What can I do?”“Let’s start with you sharing her shame.” Jake activated feelings of shame in Cockrell and turned them up high.“Stop it. What are you doing to me?”“That’s what shame feels like, Mr. Cockrell. It seems fair to me that you should have to endure it since you brought it on Mrs. DeRizzo, and she endures it still. Now let’s talk about reparations. How can you compensate her.