And I know that for sure.”Paul’s head was spinning. They exchanged their current contact info and said goodnight. ‘What game was Steph playing w...ith me—on top of what she was doing to Linc?’ He went home and flopped into bed, but sleep would evade him that night.His thoughts ran amuck. ‘Steph is one hot woman. I really love her in the sack. But if she can plan something like what she’s doing to that guy she must have a real nasty streak. Why didn’t I see it? And she’s obviously playing me too.. I cleared the rifle and set it down on the ground, and took her in my arms, lifting her right up in the air. When I set her back down the deputy had already walked over to us. He was about my age, slender, dark haired, stood about five foot ten. I handed him the rifle, magazine, and all the extra cartridges, and we walked back to his car, where I used his hand mike to give a statement of what had happened. He asked a few questions to clarify important points, ending up with the one that I had. My hand sought the inside of her thigh and began caressing it toward her baby castle, which rewarded me with a few drops of clear liquid. My mid finger gently caressed the slit between her labia and slowly worked its way inside. This time, my dearly beloved lady did not scream. She pulled my head toward hers, placing her lips under mine, where they gently massaged each other. That mid finger sunk deeper inside her, and this time there was no fear. Her breathing rate increased. The liquid flowed. What if someone from his hometown happened to see him? Orwhat if some tourist's picture wound up on Facebook? What if one of hisfriends happened to see it? He would never live it down.It did not really matter what he thought though. The cords held himhelpless and the collar made him obedient. So it was that he soon foundhimself in the heart of the city, tripping along behind Mistress Anne asshe window shopped her way around the square. The stares, the fingerpointing, the laughter, the.