His thumb hovered over my clit, occasionally flicking it as his tongue plunged into my ear. Sweat from his brow dripped onto my skin and gathered in t...he crevice of my breasts."Ride me," he demanded.I heard the rasp of his zipper and felt the back of my dress lift. Warm air and gentle fingers touched my bare skin momentarily. Then his body was flush with mine. Every inch was pressing me to the wall. My hands held onto the chair rail as his fingers plunged and twisted inside, quickly bringing me. Strange the way the world gets smaller. Jill was German mostly, not that it matters much, but I think knowing she was three quarters Nazi made her a little proud."Is that what we are? Predators?" Jill asked me again. She was opening a bag of microwave popcorn. She loves that stuff."I guess," I shrugged. "They say there aren't a whole lot of us around."I was doing my homework for my biology and listening to the television. It was something about sexual predators on A&E but we'd missed the first. ’ She looked up at his face, saw the set of his chin, the steely determination of his gaze, yet she could also read his desire there. ‘You’re beautiful. And you are mine.’ He smiled almost grimly. ‘My own slave.’ ‘Yes, Master.’ She spoke it easily, as if she had been saying it all her life. So strange, a part of her thought. She had never imagined surrendering so completely, it ran totally counter to her normally confident, arrogant independence. Yet it had touched a deepest need of which she. I hope you and Dad enjoyed iteven half as much as Amy and I did, because I can honestly saythat was the most wonderful night of my life." I'm...happy for you," I said, and despite myself I kind ofwas."Thank you," she said, patting my thigh and giving me adazzling smile, "that means a lot coming from you, Mum."Most of the rest of the way Jade chatted away, telling meabout last night's birthday party and those who had been there.Given how much she mentioned her, she seemed to have.