And there is also a promise I see in your eyes to fill me anew with your passion. We kiss softly, tenderly and with a slowly rising passion. Your arms... are around me drawing me closer to you. I wonder if you can feel the trembling deep within me. Our clothes have gradually fallen to the floor in a mixed pile. Our bodies each feel the heat emanating from the other. My kisses drift downward and pay homage to your full breasts and nipples. My tongue is busy tasting you, your head tilts back. I don’t know how long they’ll keep me. I don’t ask anymore.I do know that the man I deal with all the time doesn’t work alone. I hear other voices coming from where I’m hidden, but I’ve never seen anyone else.Just him.In the beginning I valued that, remembering crime shows I’d seen before. It is a good sign if criminals don’t want you to see them; that means they have intentions of releasing you. Of course my main captor reveals his face to me every day for memorization.“Put your clothes on,”. Panicked, she said. " Daddy! My car is gone!" I took care of it, Dear. Your not going to need it now. When you are, I'll get you another one." He said." Okay." She said noticing that she was still standing on one foot and it was beginning to hurt. She just kept standing like that. Finally, she asked. " Daddy, can I put my foot down?"He laughed a little. " Yes you may sweety. You see, you will obey me in everything?" She nodded. " Come on let's go meet your mother and your brother." He took her. And don't you dare ever think otherwise. I knew from his letters to Joe and me that he loved you, although he never said who you were. He hid that, in one letter saying he had run across the daughter of Mr. Youngblood, and in the next one saying he thought he had fallen in love with an amazing young woman before he went to sea again. Neither of us put together that he meant you, but I could not be happier. I look into John's eyes and face here, and see my John's face when he was that age. Trust.
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