She was a beautiful woman anyway but something about the color in her cheeks and the way she was biting her lower lip made her irresistible. Her ...breathing was picking up and I heard her stifle a giggle. She smoothed her hair back over her ear. Personally, I think that’s the most feminine gesture there is. I could see her neck turning red. Jessica kept typing and I heard her whisper “Oohhhh yessssssss”. Her eyes took on an intensity that I hadn’t noticed before. She obviously didn’t. The steel and glass of the Uni’s new buildings are all right for them to study in, but a bit of the old gothic seems to add to these occasions, don’t you think?’ ‘Oh yeah, I agree with you on that one Jim. Eh, Samantha not come with you today?’ ‘Sam’s old news Debbie. We’ve been divorced what, seven … nearly eight years now.’ ‘Oh my, I’m sorry. Karla never said a word!’ ‘No reason to, I suppose. How are things with you and…’ ‘Don’t ask, Jim. I found out he’d been doing the horizontal tango with. I love how excited you get from pain … or anything I dish out really. Words, kisses, caresses.” “Don’t ask, Logan. Just do.” That fueled him, and he attacked me with a heartier hold, like a well-versed Master. In this very moment, he owned me and made sure I knew he did with his rough possession of my sex. As we kissed again with reckless abandon, like starving orphans, he lifted the ethereal cloth covering my flesh and slid a frisky, grabby hand up my stomach and chest and into my bra. His. He must have been good cause we were always moving to a fresh job. Dad was a foreman and we always had visitors over since he and his coworkers didn't know anyone when we first moved to a new town.Mom and I would often scout out the location for Dad and we would find a new place to rentbefore he moved up with us.When I was 13, we found a real nice house that some professor owned but was out of the country for 2 years, and Dad would be on this job for that long so it worked out nice. We had a.