Heather had begun usingall kinds of new terms and phrases that Darius had never heard before.It became more common after she'd begun attending a weekl... "femaleempowerment," class a few months ago. Come to think of it, it wasn'tlong after that when Heather had gotten more insistent aboutintroducing kinky elements to their bedroom life.Darius had been resistant at first. To date, their sex life had beenfairly vanilla and he was happy with that. As they entered theirsecond year as a couple it. .. I then licked my finger again, and traced around both breasts then traveled downward and I stopped just after I found my wet slit and circled slowly around. I held my finger out to you and sweetly asked, "You want?" You couldn't even say a word, but only squeaked a little moan. I chuckled and softly told you to stay where you were, and put my finger back into my mouth, tasting my wetness. This little game became too much for both of us, as you walked over and picked me up, pressing your hard. Buzzzzz. You grab your phone as your read the message. “I know you are probably sitting in traffic. Why don’t you start getting ready for your bath a little early. Reach behind, unhook your bra and slip it off after you unbutton your blouse. Don’t fix those three buttons, leave them.” Placing the phone back down, a devious smile comes across your face as you slowly unbutton your blouse. You feel the rush of freedom as the bra slips off your luscious chest. Reaching for the buttons, you remember. That's all she knows. To survive that kind of life, she became the abuser. She helped snatch kids, all girls, and 'trained' a few of them herself.'Murchison shuddered. 'Her mind-blocks are like thick stone walls, she won't let anyone in. She's a young girl, but my god, man, she's as hard as a diamond, so damned hard.'I sat down on the couch, and took a sip of my beco, an aromatic dark brew made from beets. It had a rich satisfying flavour, and cleared the mind.'I need to talk to her, ' I.