She said so.“OK. We can adjust its height a bit which might help. Can you see over the top of it?”“If I sit bolt upright but that would become a...bit of a strain.”“That’s OK. We can adjust the rake and lower the wheel a bit. Can you fully depress the clutch?”“Yes. Just.”“I can’t move the seat any further forward but you could always put a firm cushion behind your hips.”“I suppose. Would the examiner object to it?”“Doubt it.”She did not jump down but came down carefully backwards. And then gave. I reached out and touched her arm. "I love you. You know I love you more than life itself." I know you do, but... Well, it's like you're holding back. There's still a part of you that I can't connect to." Terri's face screwed up and she looked like she was going to cry. "Do you have any idea how hard that is? How frustrating? I love you so much and yet there's a part of you that I can't get to."It was awfully quiet on the way home. I loved Terri, of that there was no doubt, and I knew she loved. " The Dimensional Monitor's right over there." She points across the roomto a large viewing monitor, with a keyboard and mouse attached. "Themethod we use for finding dimensions is too complicated to explainduring just the TOUR, but I CAN tell you that we can watch writtenstories play out live by entering in a web or local address. A few of ushave even written our own stories and viewed them live on the Monitor.It's a very satisfying, although QUITE voyeuristic, pursuit and waste offree time. I. ... yes you are your just angry _ why ? putting me in a position like that was humiliating , she began to cry, cry all your want i don't give a fuck and reminded her that she wanted this , you wanted this treatment, so its upto you, " your a real bastard aren't you " sam said, yes and right now a horny one, come here she meekly approched me, over my lap and i was sitting on a chair, she duly obeyed , i began to spank her , just gently to start with " testing the waters so to speak" when was the.