We fixed dinner and ate wine and yelled at the TV screen and wondered why, in 186 years of the show, Jack McCoy has never had a male assistant. After... dinner, we snuggled on the sofa. I was in between his legs and we were both in a state of half undress. His arms were tightly around me and he had pulled my breasts out from my bra and was playing with my nipples casually and making sure that I felt his erection poking me in the back. After our fourth back-to-back episode, it was more than. I was determined to not let a silly thing like guilt stand in the way of us opening up our sexual horizons. Linda was naturally submissive. As I mentioned in Part I she had fantasies of being tied up and used sexually, but would never agree to sex with outsiders. We had role-played what we called Master/pet many times and we both liked it. I had tried on several occasions to get her to submit formally and become my slave-slut bitch 24/7. Her Leo rising sign wouldnt permit her to be controlled. " Well, what are we going to do then?" Fancy eating? They do a good chilli here."And that's what we did, we didn't choose chilli, but we ate at Not Steinbeck's. And then we strolled back to my place, but the long way round along the river. And it was bloody cold, the March wind was whistling down the valley. But that meant she had to cuddle in for warmth. And then we got back to my place and I made two big steaming mugs of hot chocolate, from really good bars of high cocoa chocolate in milk and. He always thought they looked pretty but he never had any sexual thoughts about them. Because he was married to their mother he considered them to be like his own daughters so the lustful thoughts going through his mind were totally taboo. Although it seemed like incest he couldn’t help but stare at their youthful breasts and tight bottoms.Mel tried to fight off and escape the clutches of the men who roughly handled his privates once he was seated on the bike but it was futile. They avoided his.