It wouldn't have mattered if she hadn't. She had latched her hands behind Brock's head and she was holding him in place. The days leading up to her me...ses always put Meredith on a short trigger and it she was soon mewling her pleasure. Brock felt the legs over his shoulders pull him closer and then shortly relax as Meredith let go of his head. He peered up from his work to see her smooth stomach rising and falling and her breasts wobbling as she panted to regain her breath."Pull me to the. Diaphanous drapes billow in the breeze. Sunlight floods it. A sensuous tropical smell of sandalwood and musk pervades. At the far end of the room is an object I’ve never seen before. A wooden St. Andrew’s cross six feet high, the bars in the shape of the letter X. You lithely slip into the room behind me. The door clicks shut. Excluding the outside world. Now, it’s just you, and I. After a pause precisely long enough for me to form the question as a thought, you speak for the first time.. I quailed in fear of the anger behind those blue eyes.“You want to follow him?”“No,” I said.Matthew resumed walking as abruptly as he’d stopped. I followed, waiting for the storm to pass or batter me. I could feel wetness between my legs, in anticipation of what would surely be a brutal fucking when we got home. I almost smiled, despite myself.About a block from home, Matthew pulled me into the walled off yard of a house under extensive construction. Passively, I let him push me into the. ”“Yeah,” Howard laughed, “Only losers worry about a ‘fair fight’!”“There’s another lesson there, too,” Pete said. “If you start the fight, you don’t get to dictate the response.”“Which is exactly what Sensei Hiro said. And that’s why, for example, I would say the Japanese have no right to complain about Hiroshima and Nagasaki.”“Wait!” Ed exclaimed. “I know you oppose the use of nuclear weapons and want to get rid of them. How can you say that?”I grinned, “I didn’t say I didn’t have a right to.