There was no way out. She had to give in. She took two more deep breaths and forced her anger to go away. She hadn't come to be free. Or happy. She ha... come to have c***dren. Maybe becoming a slave helped, since she had never tried it before.Until now he had been a good lover and had brought her closer to a real orgasm than anyone had ever done before. Maybe it was really because she was tied up. She decided for her future as a mother and against her freedom. She opened her eyes again and. “The good news is that we're all heartened by your alertness,” he turned to face Julia where she hovered behind him, “he's been responding slightly to vocal stimuli and pinpricks overnight. We're quite sure he can hear us.” He passed a gaze down Julia's body as she turned her eyes back to her husband. She was wearing flats. But, Lord, look at those legs. “His electrolyte levels have become good, blood sugar's normal. In many respects he seems better.” She turned to him, batted her eyelashes and. "This brings us to the current proposal. The virus which we have fashioned enhances the sex drives of girls and women when they are fertile." You said that before. But somehow I don't think that girls being hornier is going to overcome the problem, is it?" The President smiled, as did several of his advisers."You would think so, but in our studies, their interest really is quite extraordinary. Quite extraordinary indeed." And what is the hurry, again? Why can't we wait several more years to. She hated the rain, it was always the heat that turned her on. Yet, the drops of rain running down the windshield of her car outside reminded her of the droplets of sweat originating from Vivian's brow and running down his neck and athletic firm body.--Fiona met Vivian at her classmate Racheal's 16th birthday party 4 years ago. Vivian was Racheal's cousin and the centre of attention that day. His athletic build and smiling eyes, complemented by thick eyebrows and a seductive pout only made him.