Spinning about would have given him a glimpse of my bare ass. A glimpse of my plug-filled bare ass. Shit. Am I ever going to live that down?When I got... home, I reviewed the list of instructions David had thoughtfully drawn up for me the previous Monday. Not thoughtful as in caring, but thoughtful as in doing everything he could think of to humiliate me, including treating me as if I couldn’t memorize a set of instructions. On the other hand, my having them drawn up, I could make sure I followed. Massaging my breasts, first one then the other, I could sense her methodical attention to my pleasure. My bodily reactions and soft verbal acceptance to her technique, I am sure, informed her she was doing quite well. It was then that I felt the first flicker of her tongue on my now erect nipples. The sensations immediately worked their way through my being, producing a very distinctive wetness between my legs. She must have sensed the results of her recent actions as one hand went straight. A very moving film made after the war was an Italian production called “Two Women”. It was the story of a mother and a daughter trying to survive in the period after the Italian surrender and as the German forces was being pushed out of Italy by allied forces. Strangely, in this film the bad guys were not the Germans, but the allies with the rapists being members of the Free French forces and were from Morocco. They wore American uniforms and drove American jeeps with the insignia of the Free. If only he chased me like all the others, like he used to in the beginning. He only showed up when he was ready and I never knew when that would be. I could not even wait for him how would I know when. Every chance encounter made me want him more and more. When would I get that feeling again? Gazing off into the distance out the big picture window into a wintry cold frozen world my mind wondered into fantasies of him. I would feel that warmth spreading throughout my body and my mind would.