I raised up off of her and told her “If you want to be a woman, you will listen to my words and obey them, do you understand?”. “Yes Coach, I wi...ll obey” she replied. “Take your top off baby” I instructed. She sat up and did just that revealing her beautiful breasts. They were sweaty and inviting and I wasn’t waiting any longer. I leaned forward and took her breast in my mouth. It was salty and sticky yet so satisfying. I flicked her nipple with my tongue as she moaned in approval. Her hands. She was rapidly swinging her pretty leg, crossed over the other, indicating her frustration.Watching her leg, he nodded in understanding. "Maybe we can work something out. You could put down some earnest money?" They continued to chat for an hour.She appeared to be distressed. "I don't know what to do now."Having known many high-tension corporate executives, he offered what he could. "Well, I do. Thursday is burger night here and I have to start the grill. First, we have our wine, then we eat. The cover struck him as odd, it seemed and felt positivelymedieval, he'd touched others like it. This was something else."Fascinating," he cooed.And below it another book instantly caught his eye. What could only bedescribed as a tome. This... now this.... looked like it belonged in aprivate collection or in a museum, the leather was weathered and hardyand full of deep ripples. The bindings were made of a simple metal,bound and crooked around the spine like iron bars. He kept his hand onthe. She was privately noting that he seemed chiseled out of stone – very angular and taut. He wasn’t wiry like her husband, he was – for lack of a better word - thicker. She wondered if his neck muscles felt as hard as they looked. Then she noticed he had stopped talking and was staring back at her. “I’m sorry – what?” she just realized that he must have asked her a question while she was mentally idling. He grinned widely and leaned forward, “I said, would you like me to refresh that.