‘Don’t make yourself relive the horror. Please.’ She held his finger, moved it from her lips, and held his hand for a while. The silk felt smoot... against his palm, but he wanted to feel the softness of her palm, not some damn piece of cloth. He held her hand, slowly beginning to peel away the fabric. She tried to pull away, but he held tight. ‘You’re hiding from me?’ He raised his eyebrows. ‘Me, who has seen it all?’ ‘You don’t have to keep seeing it all the time.’ She tried to pull away again. But to those who understand, who have experienced, such situations, there is an unmistakeable edge of anticipation.We both lie on our sides, she facing away from me with her back pressed lightly against me. My arms wrap around her, encircling her, longing to crush her; but not yet, too soon for that.You, watching from the shadows, and I share semi-darkness as the reflection of candles in the room dance off shiny suits. But for her the darkness is total; the blindfold over her hood blocks out. When she comes, she loses control of her bladder and soaks me. She has always been like that. One afternoon after we had sex and we were talking, Lynn was telling me about an ex boyfriend she had that had a huge cock that could satisfy her. She wanted to know if I was ok to invite him over for some fun. Imeediately I was excited and told her to call and get him over. Lynn thought it best if she met him at the pub first and tell him about me then bring him home. I was to be naked all evening. " Who? how did you know what I was thinking?" He closed the door andfollowed her into his living room."As I said, my name is Beleset. I work with Leo Sforza." Sforza." Mark shivered. Leo Sforza was his bookie and a man definitely notto be crossed."The same. I bought your debt from Mr. Sforza in the event that the Giantslost." She paused and ran her tongue over her upper lip. Her tongue wassmall and pink and pointed. In spite of himself, Mark wondered how it wouldfeel on his now _very hard_.