Then his face got serious and I looked at him confused. He began to lean in and I leaned in too. Our lips met and we began to kiss. His lips were soft...like his kisses. Our lips moved in perfect harmony. He started to kiss more fiercely. His tongue slid across my lower lip, begging me for entrance. I smiled into the kiss, deciding to tease him a little bit. “Let me in,” he begged. I shook my head and smiled. It let a quiet growl and began kissing me again. His had slid across my thigh down onto. They held that look for a long time, as Rebecca overpowering her, dominated her, by doing nothing more than smiling.For her part, Donna felt Rebecca’s growing presence, power, and she did not dare to breath, did not dare to look away. She felt compelled to look into those bright, dark, eyes.“You feel it?” Rebecca finally asked.“Yes...” Donna stammered, finally daring to take a breath, “ ... Ms. Red Pussycat.”“That,” Rebecca explained, “is confidence.”“That is power, sexual power. That is how. ’ ‘Unless you’re expecting the Publishers Clearing House giveaway. But I think even then Ed McMahon comes to your house with some big ass check, so if that happens, you won’t be here anyway. Besides I don’t think he comes to Paris.’ ‘So you’re an expert.’ ‘No, just a babbling moron.’ She giggled. She was quite lovely. And nice not to have bitten my head off. Not that she could reach it anyway. I was several inches taller than she was. ‘Point is, it’s not the end of the world, I’m sure you can. His face was stern and told me to stay where i was...like i could move anyway i was in utter shock. I had just gathered my bearings and he had returned with a slight grin on his face, and a rather large lump in his jeans and a roll of duct tape in his hand, he ordered me to lay flat on my front on the bed and put my hands behind my back, completely bemused i did as i was told and no sooner then done he had sat on my back and began to tape my hands together, i was harder then i had ever been.