You're giving the love he needs, and no longer the selfish love of a pet owner. By letting Kane own you, you'll one day experience the tremendous bond... possible between animal and human." I hate it!" I kept sobbing. "I hate it!" Kane's fierce and heavy pounding seemed to tear at my insides, yet I felt something else. The sphere of calm was growing hot within me. It's soothing presence was transforming into desire. I prayed this was a nightmare, that I would soon awake to my privileged,. ." Larry, tomorrow will be two weeks from the night I came to you," she said. "Two fucking weeks! That doctor, he told you I was in an induced coma, remember? In other words, they were keeping me knocked out for a while so I wouldn't stir around, get all panicky and everything and maybe mess up the repairs they did to me, to my legs and my arm and my hips and my guts and all, right?" Right," I put in, using as positive a tone as I could muster."So how long do they usually do that?" she. " Ah... !" The voice has shifted gear. It is speaking slower and firmer. It is saying 'Why have I not heard from you before?' without even articulating the words. "Yes, I have a few moments for that. Are you the person Professor Dawney told me was to take over the data analysis in the event that Jennifer McEwan was ... unable ... to do so herself? I have to say you have left it rather a long time to contact me, or should I say that to Professor Dawney herself?" Dr Aimes, I think you should. I feel arousal, passion, longing. Hands move, bodies shift, skin touching. Your hair, so thick, so long, falls over our faces. My hand in your hair, gently pulling your head back, making you lie back on the bed. My body moves closer, our curves fitting together.Kissing you deeply, hands on your throat, fingers stroking your skin, nails gently scratching you. My hand drops, over your chest, lower, cupping your breast, fingers around your nipple. Fingers on your ribcage, back under your breast..