"You will not say such things to your master!" He said through clenched teeth.>Vilen closed her eyes, but said nothing to him. What else was there to ...ay? He rapped and called her his sex slave. She was only to amuse him and nothing more. He didn’t love her he only wanted her body to mate with her and make his children. She felt hot tears pool her eyes, and fall down her cheek. She felt him wipe away the tears and kiss her cheek in there place. She turned her head and opened her eyes. >"Don’t. You're thinking maybe I have some kind of super-pheromone power -- or maybe Wendy was a closet sex-fiend all this time and I just happened to be in the right place at the right time -- but whatever it is, you're thinking that all this talk about Dick being in control is just a coping mechanism for guilt. Like "It's not me, it's Dick" is an excuse. You're thinking it's me, not Dick.Au contraire. And I can prove it.See, Dick is into stuff that I'm not into."But I thought it was you who wakes Dick. But to determine if you are equally serious in your commitment, I'm going to need a taste of you. Right now."Gloria was stunned. She was having trouble processing the word 'taste'. She had read enough Harliquin's romance books to know what she thought he was referring to. She suddenly felt like she was losing bladder control - she was that wet, that quick. Her legs were starting to tremble and she couldn't resist when he gently turned her around and bent her over her own desk. She felt her. Blond, blue eyed, and built like a brick house.David was taller and more slender, but had a slight beard stubble andseemed somewhat more mature and grown up than John. They were passingtheir joint back and forth while I was smoking my own little one-hitterpipe with my special weed. They soon relaxed enough to start asking mequestions. "Where did you graduate from? I don't remember you at ourschool," John asked. I told them I was from out of town, but that Igraduated last year. It was a lie, I.