“There’s really not much thinking going on at the moment. What do you think about in the… in the afterglow of a good orgasm?” “Hmm. I’m us...ally thinking what it felt like to experience what I just felt. Sort of a meta-reflection.” “Well, I’m no different.” “I don’t believe that,” she said. “I’ve had a bit of experience, you know. Men are usually already working on their exit strategy before the last bit of semen has been ceremoniously bestowed.” “Not always,” he said, running his hand over her. ‘What would I wear home if I bring it to you like this?’ I asked teasingly. ‘Don’t worry about that,’ he answered coolly. ‘I could loan you another one if you want.’ he added with a hint of seduction in his voice. ‘What would you do if I brought it over?’ I asked quietly. ‘What would you want me to do?’ he answered, again side-stepping the question. ‘Do you always turn back questions instead of answering them directly,’ I asked with a sigh. ‘Only when I don’t know the exact answer,’ he said. Doug had been teasing her for months, telling her what he was going to do once this day came. Although she wasn’t his legal slave until today, she had been nice to him, hoping he would treat her decently in return. “Excellent. Now crawl over here.” She did. He leaned forward. “Now kiss me.” She leaned forward with her lips puckered. She was a little surprised when he held the back of her head and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Having no choice, she. " She smiled, if a bit half-heartedly. “Let’s hurry now, will we?”Steve had offered to give Cassie a ride, but Cassie preferred to go with Mom. She wore the cranberry-red dress she’d gotten for Christmas, as well as black leggings, Steve’s earrings, and of course the old necklace from Dad (tucked underneath her neckline). She held the plate of too-hot brownies on her lap during the long, dark drive out to the Lodge House, which sat on a remote track of land on the edge of the pine forest and.