You kiss me back wrapping your arms around my neck and let your fingers play with the hairs on the nape of my neck. I instantly wrap my arms around yo...ur waist and draw your body closer to mine and purr into your mouth at your touch. My heart begins pounding in my chest as I kiss you with every ounce of passion I have. Running my hands up and down your back, pressing you even closer to me. I feel your hands pulling me into you and kissing me deeper. I hear your soft moans as your tongue invades. He wasstill my Master, my Absolute Ruler, but our union had now grown to becomea temple of love, of pure love. A Love that had essence to itself evenwithout physical contact.When we arrived in the village, we were taken to a house where a youngwoman, about 22 years old, lived with her new-born baby, Manuelito. Hername was Joana. Her husband had left her only a month before she gavebirth, as he had met another woman. Joana was very pretty, a rather tallgirl with dark skin, big, round, firm. “I spoke to my wives,” I said after we’d ordered. “And the issue of my rules came up.”“I don’t think I like where this is headed,” she said dejectedly.“Actually, I need to explain some things to you, things I probably should have explained before. My rules developed over time, and usually because I did something dumb, or had some bad result.”The waitress came and took our orders, and the conversation continued.“How many rules are there?” Melissa asked.There was NO WAY on earth I was going to. That was one of the problems with Europe ... Cameras ... Cameras ... Cameras ... everywhere; street corners, crosswalks, parking garages, ski trails, mountain tops and valley bottoms. The courts accepted the video as evidence and a lot of Europe was Napoleonic Law. You are guilty until you prove your innocence.Taxes were nearly fifty percent and there had been revolts when governments decided they needed more money ... break the law and pay a fine ... it's not a tax ... it's a fine and nobody.