" Jean commented."Yeah well, I don't know, I suppose I should have known something weren't right, while I was still over there. When Elvira and I spok... on the telephone, for the first month or so she sounded fine, all lovey-dovey like she had been before I went. But as the months went by, our conversations sometimes became a little more than strange." In what way?" Myra -- the frustrated amateur psychologist of the lab asked."Well, I'm not sure really. I'd be telling Elvira how things were. You could use something over them, such as the fact that they're fucking behind Mrs. Gilbertson's back. You could threaten to inform the board and the deacons of his church. What do ya think, my love?" she answered him mischievously.Hank grinned, and told her "Well, with Penny, we will need something more, since her spouse, namely me, already knows about her affair- we could bring up her fear of deportation back to England. She would not want to return there, after having lived in the. Rafe had done his duty, been to Pinkerton’s and back, suffered through Jerome’s lectures and the tailors. Even staring into the mirror and seeing a gentleman looking back, the kind of man he could have been had war not ravaged his life, he was shaking. It had taken him long nights to figure it out. He loved Kate. Loved her spirit, her independence, even her damn temper. The way she drank, shot, smiled. The look of lust in her eyes, her easy laughter. Her smart wit, the way she sized people up. I moaned and bucked every time the toy was crushed against my G-spot. Before long, I was screaming into my ball gag in orgasm, battling against the bonds that held me to the bed. My orgasm had barely subsided when a hard object, wet from lube, was pushed roughly against my ass hole. After a brief moment of resistance, the familiarity of a butt plug filled my tight ass. The toy was left on in my wet hole, sending shutters up my body. There was a shift on the bed. A body slowly hovered over me,.