This dirty talk was making her so wet, she needed sex ASAP. “What are you going to do?” she breathed out.This was one hell of a turn on but he was...going to pleasure her how she wanted it. It was the least he could do, she tried to hide the sadness in the letters she wrote to him but he could tell how up set she was. But tomorrow she was in for one hell of a surprise if she wanted to be dominated. “What do you want me to do?” he whispered as slide one hand down her arm and cupped her. You'll have to tell me about all of the girls atyour work, your boss, friends, enemies, etc."**********There was dead silence. Paige didn't know exactly what to say. Plan "A"went down in flames. She would have to think of some other way to getSteve into bed to experience first hand the glory of being a woman. It wassomething she didn't want anymore. In other words, she was ready totrade up for the power, strength, and independence of being a man.Paige had to rely on the fact that Heath's. That admission caused Lance to hold her tighter and spurred him to fuck her harder. It was a good thing that his room was in the dormer above his parent's garage. Between the sounds of her moaning, the squeaking of the bed and the banging of the headboard against the wall would have awakened the dead.Lance felt her inner muscles grip his cock and a second later her body shook as a massive orgasm took hold of her. She let loose a sexy moan that he had never heard her utter before and that. Linda had brought the subject up to her husband, Ryan, once, since he knew more about computers than she did. He hadn't been any help. "It could be worse," he'd said. "Imagine if she got married to someone else with a hyphenated name? I mean, how'd you like to have to deal with, oh, Langenderfer-McMahon-Caserowski-Clark?"For that matter, if you were going to put the kid into alphabetical order for some reason or another, like in a grade book, where did you put her? Under "L", or "M", or maybe.