“See, baby, I worship you, even as you worship me! And I love being called pet names by men ... and women. Even by my slave now and then. It’s nic...e to be reminded that even as I dominate him and show him my cruel, sadistic side, that he knows that I’m a lady, a woman, and loves me ... that he knows that I can be soft and warm, too. I can be tough, yes, but I can also be tender. It’s nice to know that my man still feels gentle, loving things about me, even as I ravage his body with punishment. "Are you feeling better now?"Linda shrugged, looking away."Is there something on your mind?" Nikki pressed on.Linda shook her head, still looking down at the covers of her bed."Why don't you talk to me, Linda? Why are in such a mood? I don't recognize you any more. I haven't seen you this sad in ages... You're always so cheerful and happy and... alive. But now it seems something is troubling you and you don't tell me. I find you crying. When I want to discuss it, you just bang the door in my. We've got over two hours left." Let's see," Hildy said, "It's about four-thirty now. We'll get there at seven. Ten minutes to check in and..." What are you talking about, Hildy?" Just doing some calculating," she said."Calculating for what?"Hildy took a deep breath. Jim looked over and she was sitting up straight and her face was bright red."I've tried to be reserved about this," she said, "and I haven't mentioned it at all..." Mentioned what?"She hesitated for a moment."We're married now,. “That is all for you,” he told her, as he felt her cheeks rubbing the hard shaft.Helen leaned back and looked up into his face. Neither of them spoke as she undid his belt. She was still looking at his face as she pushed his pants and underwear down to his ankles.“My shoes Mrs. Hanson.”Helen finally broke eye contact and helped him remove his shoes, socks, and pants. It was only then that she allowed herself to look at his hardness. Even though it wasn’t as long as her husband’s was, it looked.