. "She sobbed into her pillow."But I'll be lonely without you... I need your love to see me through... So please believe me, my heart is in your hands... and I'll be missing you... Babe, I love you... "She sat up, holding her pillow to her chest as she gulped for air."Because it's you babe, whenever I get lonely and I've had enough, feel like giving up... "She picked up the phone, choking back sobs.Ryan switched off the music. "I love you Jen. Why do I do this to you?" he whispered. "I love you,. ?How are you Madeline? Good to have you here today.??Fine Sir. It’s great to be here again.?I looked down at her breasts as they jiggled. They were bathed in sweat, and her brown areolas glistened as the light fell on them. Her dark brown nipples stood forth proudly, and I knew from the torture sessions with her that they were especially sensitive. Laying the cane across her thighs, I took her nipples between my fingers and pulled them towards me slightly. I heard her gasp, but then she smiled. Then he reached something what looked like a old mansion. Carefully he pushed open the door and stepped inside.Inside the building he got the same abandoned but well-preserved impression of the building. Curious he moved around, hoping to find a clue where he was. Furniture had been covered in white sheets and dust had settled everywhere.After some minutes, he stepped inside a big room which looked like it had served as a living room. A big map which hung on one of the walls caught his. She should walk away now, before she was too engaged.Paul sensed her pulling away and knew she was a flight risk. Best just cut to the chase before she disappeared and left them both dissatisfied and unfulfilled.“What is your particular itch that you need scratched, Emmy?” he asked bluntly. “What would it take to convince you that I’m the one you should go home with tonight?”Emmy hesitated a moment. Then she asked, “Are you married?”He shook his head, “No, I wouldn’t be here if I were. I have.