It will be a game for both of you, and give her what she needs, and the reason for punishment. It will also give her the excuse to tell you if she has... any more desires that she hasn't told you about."Willard looked thoughtful, "Sir, I have always listened to your advice, even when I thought that it was wrong. You have never led me astray, and maybe even saved my romantic life. I will give this a try and see how she responds. I can ease into it, and if she doesn't respond well, I can drop the. ‘Annie. Annie.’ Geoffrey stood and leaned over her, and as he did the world spun and he held the bed rail. The world spun and spun, then merely rocked, then only trembled. Geoffrey put his mouth to Anne’s temple. ‘Annie, Annie, it’s okay. Please don’t be sad.’ Her hair was clean. It smelled of shampoo. When did they have time to wash her? How did he miss it? The world twirled around Anne’s temple, around the fine hair and the smell of shampoo. ‘You should have let me die!’ Her crying changed. Linda and Kara looked alike to the point you could mistake them for sisters at a quick glance instead of mother and daughter. In the midst of the suggestion-implanted blow job by Linda, I had fantasied it was our teenage daughter on her knees with my cock in her mouth, not my wife. I couldn’t trust myself to not do something like that again.What made it even worse was that I was terribly - achingly - aroused.Kara and Linda mingled and mixed in my mind. Thoughts of everything that I had done. ”“Annie, this is Tessa, my wife.”“Real wife?”“Both whitefella and blackfella ceremonies.”“How’d ya trap him, honey?”“Just stuck out my foot and tied him up.” They all laughed.“Good meetin’ you. You really goin’ with Jos and his group?”“We really are,” Tessa responded. “But I don’t expect it to be for everyone. As I read it, the real problem with Utopias wasn’t inclusion, but exclusion. This will have to be a true cooperative. Everybody works and everybody shares. But no fightin’, no drunks, no.