Again, I don't know. I certainly don't have all the answers, but I could hazard a guess." Please do." Well, let's make some assumptions. Firstly, we a...e talking about heterosexual relationships here, where the potential submissive is female. Secondly, we assume that most women want one man to satisfy every need that man is capable of satisfying. Thirdly, they want the security of being bound in some way to that man, ie. marriage etc. And lastly, they are willing to compromise greatly if that. "Which one?" It was the one about you watching me with a big black man. I told you about it once." I remember. I liked it a lot. Tell me again all about it." I slowly pushed my cock in and out."You know. A black man with a big cock takes me from behind with you watching him do it." Tell me more, honey, and make me cum." Well, he's very tall and has a huge cock, all thick and long and he makes me kneel in front of him and pushes my legs apart. Then he slides his cock into me and fucks me hard.". "Not careful enough, though," Bastille whispered to himself as the sedan disappeared from his view.Two hours later, Bastille entered the garage. He wore a disguise, and the plates on the vehicle he drove were stolen. Still, he turned his head away as he passed a security video camera just inside the entrance to the parking facility.He stopped the vehicle in the traffic aisle, popped the trunk and exited the vehicle. He'd placed the orange barricade cones in front of a parking stall the previous. The first entry was dated November 7th, 2003. If memory served me correctly, it was only six months after my parents’ divorce.The first few entries weren’t particularly interesting. She started off talking about leaving the old marketing firm she’d worked at during her marriage. She’d already completed her teaching certification and put in her two-weeks notice. She was clearly still hurting over Dad leaving her for someone else, blaming it mostly on her own ambition when all Dad wanted was.