‘Her thighs were already open to my love assaults in obedience to the irreversible laws of Nature. I lowered myself between them, and for the first ...time did the hard bone of my instrument feel the wiry curls that hid Chloe’s full-pouted lips. Pressing on, that instrument drove at her breech, conformed to the dictates of Nature, yet shielded over with Nature’s own device. I pushed vigorously, yet came against a wall which would not open to admit me.‘I begged my Chloe to bear with patience as I. She gave a long, long wail with all the force of an operatic contralto's prize note. As it tapered off I leant further and put my hands on her neck, and she focussed on me and whispered ?Thank you, Master...? We'd discussed this, because I'd played at choking her many times, and it always turned her on: but I didn't trust myself to carry it through to the end. Putting her out with an artery hold, that I knew I could do, I'd done it before. I dug my thumbs into the carotid and jugular,. "Shit who's that?" I said waking up suddenly."I don't know," she shirked holding on to me tightly.From the light streaming through the curtains I could tell it was morning."Come on get out of here," shouted the irate farmer, banging on the roof again."We best get out of here," I said but neither of us was dressed, and there wasn't much room in the back of the van to get dressed in a hurry."Look, if you want I'll go out and calm him down," she offered bravely. "Throw me my top." Yeah, he might. Before Courtney could yell for Rick, Michael covered her mouth with his hand. “Scream and you’ll regret it.” He hissed. He turned his head and listened to Rick taking his coat off in the back.He shoved Courtney back toward her desk. “We’re going to have an audience!” He turned toward Rick’s empty office. “You’ve been saved ... for now.”By the time Rick opened the back door to his office, Courtney was sitting in her chair, facing Michael, who was eyeing her threateningly. His gaze switched to.