But, please, I need to cum again. Untie me so we can fuck properly.”You look down at your poor, overused cock. It’s going to be a while before you...��re ready for round three. “Kaypea, have you ever heard of Chekhov’s gun?” you ask. “No. Is that some kind of Star Trek thing, you lame geek?” “Silly girl. It’s a dramatic principle, named after Anton Chekhov, the famous playwright. He said that if you show a loaded gun in the first act, you should use it in the second.” “You’ve got a gun?” she asks. That was thrilling your breasts are...” “Shush!” So I shushed. “I know the effect my (she raised her voice) Tits! Boobs! Mammaries! Have. Just for you handsome, my breasts have, and I adore the attention, when I want it.” “I'm here on holiday with my boring parents would you believe, a much needed Uni break. They've gone off to see some ruin or something, so I said I'd stay in town, look around, shop, whatever. What possible mischief could a twenty something girl get up to? (she winked) I. It made him subconscious that she was turned off by his body so he started going back to the gym. Women there would flirt with him, but he wanted to be faithful to Miranda. It was important to him to cherish her. Doug never voiced his concerns. He was a man and men didn’t do that. He went about the tasks of his daily life and made it happen. His daughters adored him and thought he hung the sun, moon, and stars. He took a lot of joy in that. So he cursed himself for his vice. Two years ago, they. .. But I do know one thing. At first glance, he looks like he's lost all emotion, but when he didn't destroy me as he intended, while it was subtle, there was a flicker of unease. If he were truly without emotion, there would be none. Something has happened to him to seal his emotions away at the bottom of his heart... though he may not realize it himself.(In the other room)Yumi: Hey! Why didn't you give him the final blow! Just one more step, and you would have--Soujirou (sweetly): Miss Yumi,.