Of all his generation, Reed was the mostbeautiful. Diving Hawk had protected her since she was a child, as shewas inclined to wander into the forest ...nd bring danger upon herself.When the Thunder Men raided with their boomsticks and horses, he hadtaken her by the hand and hid her while the other women were caught inthe fields and dropped like flightless quail. Her face was still youngenough to show everything her heart experienced, and she watched himuncertainly from over the fire, her eyes. That’s my bag and I’m not going to try to deny it. I’m a sicko.There is an ameliorating point in my analysis, which is to be found in the observation that all culture and media is part of the same thing. The problems I’ve outlined find a particularly obvious expression on sexstories, but it’s not like they’re absent from mainstream culture. Watch literally any film that Harrison Ford is famous for and you’ll find a scene where a sharp-tongued woman melts into the arms of an abusive, rapey. “You,d think we were gong to eat him alive!” Maxi laughed. She was a short auburn haired woman with big tits hardly concealed by a mans, shirt and tight jeans, a mischievous smile on her face. “Of Course we may eat you my friend Joe, or maybe just your chick that,s all too evident from the front of your slacks!” She laughed. “You,re not gonna run away claiming to be bethrother too are you?” “Nope totally unattached and as horny as they come as you can see by the state of my slacks!” I laughed. She knows who's in charge and is more than happy about it. I lead her over to the bed tell her to lie on her back and take off the dress. She won't need it now. I just wanted to see her in it. I tie her hand to the bed post and I blindfold her. I reach into my goodie bag and pull out my, paddle, flogger and feathers, along with a few other electronic devices I'm surprised I found in a Walgreens. I tell her that she's my big, beautiful, precious girl and that I love her. She swoons with passion.