So obedient and submissive. My sister andMrs. McGregor have done a fine job with her. But...umm..."James was surprised. Mo was usually demanding and d...ominant whenconversing. Seeing her hesitate over something was rare."Go on, dearest." Well, I think you MAY not like it."James chuckled. "You're the boss." Well, I want to reserve her boipussy for my exclusive use. I thinkfucking her with a strapon would do her a world of good. But of courseyou can use her mouth whenever you want." Fine, honey.. A sort of affinity, a natural bond between you two. I know he feels it; that explains his actions, laying his trust and obligations on you. I know that you feel a similar affinity to him. That accounts for your response to his near-fatal wounding. I expect that if you’d allow yourself to sense his present state, you’d feel his condition. I don’t suggest you do that just now. It won’t help either of you.”“No, I don’t want that again. It scares me to lose control like that,” Graydon murmured.“Eat. I tried using the medallion frequently but nothinghappened to me. I could tell that the usually optimistic Isaac waslosing his optimism too as time went on. We tried acting like we did asusual, shared duties and spoke about our usual topics. Every now andthen I would notice him looking at me and quickly turn his head awaywhen I saw it. The poor boy must have had a tough time, seeing hisfriend turn into a woman, who then asks him to marry her. Things likethat would drive anyone insane.Finally we. Normally, he did not prepare the entire thing, but he desired complete perfection, both literally and figuratively. So not jus.t the breasts and thighs, but also the whole of the legs, the neck, belly and even head. ‘Sandra, be a dear and get me the skewers?’ he called to his wife as he sliced thigh meat. The aromas wafting from the baked flesh were all but intoxicating in their headiness. His wife did not answer with words, she knew better, Anthony knew, than to speak when he was preparing a.