“You? Top?” She snorted, “You wouldn’t know what to do.”I just smiled at her and waited.“Fine. But it’s going to be winner for the eveni...ng gets to be Top.”I nodded…then bet €100 on zero. If I won, there would be almost impossible for her to catch me. And if I lost…I still won. Which was what I’d been angling for all evening.You see, I really do like being submissive. And I knew she would want to get even with me for being a brat…so…it promised to be an interesting night, all around.Whichever. Goldberg What? No email and then this, what is it? I read it again. It clicked. This must be like those letters Thomas Jefferson wrote to that French chick. Or maybe Benjamin Franklin. I wondered if there was a direct quote in here. I whipped open my dictionary to be sure I understood everything he was saying. This was so much more thoughtful and personal than an email or IM. This was his way of saying we weren’t getting divorced when I got back. The time and effort he put into creating this. The dark magical energy he had planted along with his seed had spread throughout her entire soul. He smiled. Now, it was time to awaken it.Leaning over, he placed on finger on the inside of each of Tamara's ankles and began to gently stroke her skin, moving slightly higher with each tiny motion. Invisible to normal human vision, the Pharaoh's altered sight could see the tiny arcs of energy passing from the tips of his fingers to her skin. As his hands approached her knees, her legs began to. He quickly got undressed and just sat on the edge of the bed as I got down and sucked his cock into my mouth. It was a nice sized and hard. He really wanted to cum and groaned and filled my mouth with some more warm cream in about 30 seconds. I pulled my head off of him and looked at him and asked if he wanted to see his cum. When he said no, I still opened my mouth and let it dribble down my chin and chest. It did not turn him on and he began to get dressed.He said, "How many cocks have you.