“I can tell you he’s an incredible lover! He made me come over and over again. I intended to leave after a couple hours, but I couldn’t, he was ...just too good. I ended up spending the night with him, and we made love more during the night.”Her face wrinkled up in a little smile and I knew there was something more she wanted to say. “I guess there’s this one thing with him, he’s such a confident guy and that’s so sexy to me. I think I almost fell in love with him from that one night.”'Hmm, I. Anson was paired with Dr. Holbrook first, and they won the first rubber comfortably when Anson took a calculated risk leading with his King of Spades. Maynard was a little put off over this, for if Anson had played according to common wisdom, it would have been the Colonel who would have won the rubber with a string of clubs."Unorthodox play, my dear Captain, and quite risqué if I may say so." No doubt about it, Colonel," Anson answered suppressing any sign of smugness. "I had a hunch about. "A whimper of utter humiliation came from Claire's lips. "Pleeeeeease, sir," she wailed, "Not that. Pleeeeeeease. Anything but that." Do as I say, you fucking thieving whore," I snapped, grabbing her hair and pulling her to the toilet bowl on her hands and knees. Claire whimpered in pain and despair at what was going to happen to her. I lifted the lid and the seat and pulled her head over the bowl. Involuntarily, she lifted her hands to grip the edge of the bowl, partly to try to stop her head. His upper body is cross-crossed with thin leather straps that resemble a harness. Tiny silver studs shine against the black leather at junctions as the straps run behind his neck in a halter-top fashion and circle the man's muscular, hairy chest. His arms are trapped tight against his back, wrist to elbow in a tight tie that renders the powerful limbs useless. Two thin straps angle across the man's hairy, flat abdomen and disappear between his legs either side of his package, only to re-emerge.