She moaned again and arched her back. Gabriel ran two fingers under the waistband, and then slid her panties down her legs slowly. His fingers brushed...gently against her skin. She made a small noise that made Gabriel smile. He pulled her panties off and dropped them off to the side. ‘I’m glad you like this.’ He kissed her pouty outer lips and slowly ran his tongue up and down her soft folds. She cringed out of pleasure and whimpered. The rain was still pouring and the ground was soft under. It had been their longest separation since his discharge from the hospital. As much as Paul looked forward to the dinner reservations he had made at Tavern on the Green, what he really looked forward to was their hotel reservation, a little later.He hoped Lois was as eager as he was.The train, of course, was very late, and Paul had to call the restaurant and attempt to arrange a later dinner reservation. But it was Saturday night, and the attempt was unsuccessful.OK. Not everything went. It seems she knows what to expect and is fully prepared. I later hear the sound of matches. She must be lighting something. She now gives me the following instructions; “I’m leaving the room, and when you hear the door close I want you to count 10 mississippis. After that you may release. I will leave you alone in this room for as long as it takes for you to empty, when you feel entirely deflated I want you to count 60 mississippis, and then call me three times using the word; mistress. Please. They and other metal and rock tunes had become part of her I-Tunes play list. She listened to pop music as well, but he chided that it was too cartoony for full contact sports. At first she took it harshly, but when he told her he was kidding she threw a towel at him. He smiled at the memory and glanced over to the sight of her bobbing her head to the bridge and enjoying the music that seemed to be settling both of their nerves. When they got to the Center Nick was waiting for them as was.