I want you to describe every detail to me as he does. I want the truth from you always in those moments. I want him,” he pointed at me, “to push... me. To push my limits. To push your limits. I want him to use you, to use us for his pleasure. I want you both to make me do bad things.”“I think that’s enough for now, honey,” she smiled and drastically slowed her stroking. “That was very good. What about rules? You told me this morning you wanted rules to establish what you don’t want.”“I. I get off in twenty minutes. Meet at my office in thirty minutes please." He didn't even wait for me to respond as he passed me his business card and tapped me on my shoulder then walked away. I was frozen in that spot. "Breakfast at 5:30am...wow!" I said under my breath. I went back inside to my dad and chatted a few minutes with him and told him I was going to get his stuff out the car, and then grab something to eat and would meet him in his assigned room. I kissed him on the cheek and left.. Connie pestered me all the way about disclosing the big secret but I refused. "You'll learn all about it when the time is right," I said, and no more.I checked us into the Marriott overlooking the River Walk. It was a gorgeous but sweltering afternoon, so we waited until sundown to head down and ate at a great Mexican restaurant overlooking the canal and the tourists sailing by on the riverboats."Nice of Michele to let us stay in the same room together," she said over margaritas (frozen for. She seemed to attract a few stares, smirks andderisive comments ever since becoming a dryad, and it made her uneasy,especially coupled with the still-aching loss of her dwarven identity.Gritting her pearly white teeth, she took a quick swig of ale and stoodup, walking over towards the bar where the serving girl was unloading aplate filled with dirty dishes. The dryad girl walked up softly andelegantly, and cleared her throat."E-excuse me?" she said, making a last-minute check to see if her.