Tall, ruggedly handsome, dark hair and complexion. Athletic, and well built. She guilty realized that these guys didn't look at all like her husband M...ke. She worried whether Mike had noticed this. But, again, she realized that was an odd thing to worry about given her current situation.She surreptitiously glanced around the bar. She didn't see Mike. He was good at disappearing in the crowd. She noticed a lot of guys looking at her. They had that familiar longing, hungry look. Butterflies flew. But the best part was when he aimed the sprayer at my clit. I let out a little scream of delight and bent my knees to open my lips farther for a fantastic feeing. He changed the setting to pulsate and I felt my body betray me as my walls spasmed and I came hard.He turned me around and put me face first against the wall of the shower. He used his legs to get between mine and he spread them farther apart. Pulling my ass toward him, he bent me over more and I felt his cock against my cheeks of my. Taking the riding crop, he slapped a nipple. Silk moaned in response. Michael took the nipple clamp and placed it on the hardened nipple. He then slapped the other and clamped it also. After he had them clamped, he tugged the chain that connected them. Silk moaned in response. Next he hit the remote switch and Silk arched her back in response. When Michael was whipping her with the flogger, Silk decided really quickly she liked it. Sometimes it was intense, but just when it would reach that. Maybe if something really bad happened in the Soviet Union. I think he’ll keep trying.”“What about Lyudmila? How’s school for her?”“Great,” I said. “She’s going to New York for Christmas break and she’ll stop in Chicago on her way back west. When I talked to her a couple of weeks ago she told me that she had a suitably decadent capitalist boyfriend. He’s from San Diego, drives a classic Corvette convertible, and surfs. Typical Californian, I guess. He’s a CS major as well.”“Just one guy? I.