“Don’t test me,” I growl, no longer amused.Your face goes defiant and you get up on your knees. You throw the knife at me and just miss my bad a...rm. I watch it skitter across the floor and hear the click, click, click of the cuffs tightening. I rush the bed to scare you and you back away, huddling at the extent of the cuffs. I sidle closer to your face and kiss your lips. I can taste the salt of the tears that had fallen to you lips.“I’ve decided why you’re so angry my pet. You’re lonely.” Your. I saw her again a couple of days later, dressed the same way, and this time I really paid attention. It wasn't just seeing that big slice of her fat again, but the way she moved--her big buttcheeks rising and falling with every step like a couple of cams, her fat round tits sticking out proudly, and most of all the cheerful look on her dark face--was she Hispanic? Middle eastern? Hard to say, but she had luminous dark eyes glowing in a setting of olive skin. Maybe that was why she seemed so. . really." Have you talked to Dex yet?" No..." Will you?" I ... I should, yes." Do you think it's sick? That ... that he and I like to play games with my panties?"I paused before speaking. I chose not to lie. "No ... it's not sick ... Maybe it's not ... normal ... but, no, it's okay..." He let me see him getting dressed yesterday..." Kira said softly."I guess I shouldn't be surprised. This is ... difficult to deal with, Kira ... really, really difficult."Kira was quiet a moment, then said, "you. .?" The one on one kind," Tony replied, running his hands through her tousled hair."Umm," Ziva murmured... His hands moved lower, gently stroking behind her ears.Ziva let out a soft moan."Sorry- too hard?" Go on- I don't mind.."He moved down, stroking her neck, then reached round her back running his finger tips up and down her exposed shoulder blades. Her olive skin was so smooth, silky, sweet.Ziva leaned into his chest, breathing in his manly aroma. They stood still, holding each other,.