His wife’s eyes were closed and she was replenishing her burned oxygen. John waited patiently. Philippa always said “no” at this point in their ...lovemaking. But John knew better. She thought she wasn’t capable of another orgasm, but he knew she was. Perhaps a small one, but still, one more: he waited for the right moment. John didn’t move his tongue or his finger. He let his wife catch her breath and calm her body. Just when Philippa thought he was going to pull his finger out and cuddle John. By Reavan "Well now what do we have here, a piglet! Where's your collar?" "The master had it removed in the smith shop." "Show me your brand!" "Here near my anus #MM-1245" She turned spreading her cheeksrevealing her identification number. "Very well Piglet, were you ever given a human name?" "No mistress, my previous owner referred to me as M4. I was his Midgetsex slave number four. He won me at an auction as a virgin sex slavewhen I was eighteen. I'm nineteen summers now.. Cones, en route to mouths, paused in mid-air.“What?” Derek asked. “Didn’t you have fun this morning?”“No, I did,” I said. “But should we have had fun?” They all blinked at me.“What are you talking about, Ben?” Drew asked. Riley leaned forward and rested her chin upon her hand.“I don’t know,” I said. “But isn’t all this stuff bad? Isn’t sex work bad? I know I’m new to all this, but I feel like everything I’ve seen in movies or on TV about this sort of thing makes it look deplorable and always. ” “Maybe we should have stopped it,” I said. Guilt had started to seep into my feelings that morning, when I contemplated what might happen among the Noble Gasses. “How?” asked Jane. “I get what you're saying, but Rita is old enough to make her own decisions. It's pretty clear she doesn't much care what other people think, especially her brother.” Missy decided to put off her makeup for a bit. “How could you have stopped them?” Jane said, “We watched it happen.” Missy got a wicked grin then.