Or am I way out of line here? Farah’s idea works well from my perspective.“And because it’s a same-sex match-up, no one is too shocked by us liv...ing together or there being some unusual genetic mixtures at work, right? How about it, guys?” Melissa now completely explained the nature of her new proposition, and I had to admit that it worked well in my mind.“And you’re okay with being exes, given how much we still love each other. Wasn’t that long ago that you were fighting to keep me from walking. Her fingerscould feel it, but her clitoris did not feel her fingers. Bummer. She tried to sleep, but she couldn't, couldonly drift into a kind of half sleep, a delirium,before she had to move her painfully bruised butt,bruised by the bars of the floor. At one point sheheard Henry: "Think of it as death row. You oweme 11 years." She was hot, and still thirsty, andthere was no way she could get comfortable. As thehorror of her situation, the fact that her husbandwouldn't rescue her, gnawed. ” “Nicely done, my beauty.” Slowly, ever so slowly he let me get closer. My tongue was out, trying desperately to make contact. Finally, I was close enough to take him in my mouth. I sucked rhythmically for all I was worth. He lifted his leg up onto a rung. “Don’t forget the boys,” he said giving me access to his balls. They were a combination of salt and sweat and ever so tasty. Sucking them into my mouth caused him to arch his back and groan. Finally, he released my hands. He gently. . will accept...” A chorus of drones.“Good. Call my assistant to arrange the exchange. Good night.” He gave a short nod, didn’t even try to hide the obvious pleasure in his eyes, and walked out of the room.Julias chuckled behind him, but didn’t say a word. He just followed his childe out, playing the role of bodyguard in their little charade. When Jack gave a glance over his shoulder, Julias was grinning at him, and gave him a pat on the shoulder as he closed the door behind him.A few minutes.